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Saxofón tenor
Peter Christlieb
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James Gilstrap
Voces de fondo
Myrna Matthews
Voces de fondo
Stephanie Spruill
Voces de fondo
Nathaniel Phillips
Bajo
Armand Kaproff
Violonchelo
Douglas Davis
Violonchelo
Robert Lee Adcock
Violonchelo
Paul Shure
Primer violín
Vance Tenort
Congas
Harvey Mason Jr.
Batería
Denny Christianson
Trompeta
Victor Feldman
Percusión
Steve Madaio
Trompeta
James Decker
Corno francés
Jim Atkinson
Corno francés
Roland Bautista
Guitarra
Steve Beckmeier
Guitarra
Dorothy Remsen
Arpa
Verlye Mills
Arpa
Robert Lyle
Teclados
Garnett Brown
Trombón
Barbara Durant
Violín
Bonnie Douglas
Violín
Henry Roth
Violín
Israel Baker
Violín
James Getzoff
Violín
Janet Lakatos
Violín
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Nathan Ross
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Robert Sushel
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COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Sandy Linzer
Composición
Denny Randell
Composición
Augie Johnson
Arreglista vocal
George del Barrio
Arreglista de cuerdas
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Allen Sides
Ingeniería de mezcla
Geoff Sykes
Masterización
Reggie Dozier
Ingeniería de grabación
Wayne Henderson
Producción
Letra
New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh
Runnin' pretty, New York City girl
Twenty-five, thirty-five
Hello, baby, New York City girl
You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love, love is just a passing word
It's the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left on the curb
When he dropped you off and he stated firm
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now (You should know by now)
You're a native New Yorker
New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh
Music plays, everyone's dancin' closer and closer
Makin' friends and findin' lovers
There you are lost in the shadows, searchin' for someone (Searchin' for someone)
To set you free from New York City
And, whoa, where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show
You are the star, win the applause
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
No one opens the door
For a native New Yorker
(Runnin' pretty, New York City girl)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Native, native, native New Yorker
Where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show
You are the star
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score, you should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker, oh, oh, oh
(Native, native, native new Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker
Whoa, oh, ho, ho, you're a native New Yorker
You should know the score
(Native, native, native new Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker
What you waitin' for, no one opens the door
(You're a native New Yorker)
For a native, for a native New Yorker
Written by: Denny Randell, Sandy Linzer