Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steve Everett
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Randall Thompson
Songwriter
Lyrics
I spend all my nights on the lower east side
Like it might turn out to be the last time I lie
But oh Manhattan, it was too close for comfort last night
I woke up in Brooklyn and didn't know why
Had a head full of questions and a pain in my side
Oh Manhattan, must've danced quite a number last night
You led the way with your hand on my chest
We stumbled the streets smoking ten dollar cigarettes
With daylight approaching and our drinks running dry
Oh Manhattan, you kissed me goodnight
We got in a cab and then you yelled out the side
I'll see you next time, I'll see you next time
Made my way across the river with steps to retrace
No keys and no coat but a smile on my face
Oh Manhattan, not an inch of this town goes to waste
Headed down to the corner of Broadway and 8th
Found my keys and my coat, closed the tab in my name
Oh Manhattan, you're expensive but never ashamed
You led the way with your hand on my chest
We stumbled the streets smoking ten dollar cigarettes
With daylight approaching and our drinks running dry
Oh Manhattan, you kissed me goodnight
We got in a cab and then you yelled out the side
I'll see you next time, I'll see you next time
I never lived quite enough days
To drive all your streets, bridges, tunnels, and waves
If you leave the lights on, I'll keep stopping by
You led the way with your hand on my chest
We stumbled the streets smoking ten dollar cigarettes
With daylight approaching and our drinks running dry
Oh Manhattan, you kissed me goodnight
We got in a cab and then you yelled out the side
I'll see you next time, I'll see you next time
I'll see you next time, I'll see you next time
Written by: Stephen Randall Thompson

