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That girl is danger with a capital D And she's no stranger, but no stranger than me You see the way she walks and talks It's almost like she knows That people want her for just one thing And that does not involve her clothes Flashy cars and movie stars Dance clubs and martini bars Taking pills that send her out to Mars She's my New York lady All the respect that you get From people you haven't met Doing things you'll soon regret New York lady People look up to you No matter what it is you do Always reading something new about my lady When she shows up The party turns on Keeps a hundred dollar bill in her pocket For when the snowstorm comes If you try to get any closer You'd just be turned away You can only get that number if you're ready to pay Looking good with a flash bulb tan Strike a pose with your new man Front and center at the newsstand She's my New York Lady All the respect that you get From people you haven't met Doing things you'll soon regret New York lady People look up to you No matter what it is you do Always reading something new 'bout my lady That girl is danger to the tenth degree And she's no stranger, but no stranger than me Shopping free with daddy's credit cards Private entertaining bodyguards Paid title and armored cars That's my New York lady All the respect that you get From people you haven't met Doing things you'll soon regret New York lady People look up to you No matter what it is you do Always reading something new 'bout my lady It is the meaning of church With all the pictures of dirt As long as no one gets hurt, see my lady You'll never catch anything 'Cause you fall back on your name I guess you think life's a game New York lady
Writer(s): James Wilson Curd, Nicholas M. Maurer, Mark Share Friedman, Coban Trent Rudish Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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