New York, I Love It When You're Mean

Packing my bags into a car Heading to East L.A. Nothing but sun up in the sky But it's just not the same Not like the time you left me in stranded in the Bronx 4 in the morning, couldn't get a cab to stop Walking out in the cold, it hurt me just to breathe New York, I love it when you're mean When you're mean to me Break out the shorts, Go to the gym Nobody wears long sleeves People are tan, sculpted and thin Straight outta magazines Not like the 7 train on a Monday after 5 Knocking old ladies down to make it home alive Stuck in the subway like a can of sardines New York, I love it when you're mean Can't believe I never stopped to notice the million little lights Inside of each one is somebody's little life Who's in need of stars when you got all these apartments lighting up the night? I never seen it shine so bright Some other cities may be easy on the eyes You see yourself living there, happy till you die But give it to me real, I don't wanna live in a dream New York, I love it when you're mean New York, it's exactly as it seems New York, you don't like it you can leave New York, you don't know what it means when you're mean to me