New York

New York Monsters waltz on fragile shelves Only the shallow truly know themselves Do you really need all these faces? When we can have fun in dangerous places You see me but you don't know me Drive steel pins through my heart How will this one end and will it ever start? Youth is so divine and such a wast It goes on and on when all we needs a taste New York, New York Don't call me your lover New York, New York We are under cover New York, New York Been waiting for hours New York, New York Been sending no flowers New York, New York Don't call me your lover New York, New York We are under cover New York, New York Been waiting for hours New York, New York Been sending no flowers I'm comin' my lover I got this fellin' inside of me I'm comin' my lover I got this fellin' inside of me I'm comin' my lover I got this fellin' inside of me I'm comin' my lover