NEW YORK歌词
In New York freedom looks like too many choices
In New York I found a friend to drown out the other voices
Voices on a cell phone
Voices from home
Voices of the hard sell
Voices down the stairwell
In New York
Just got a place in New York
In new York summers get hot
Well into the hundreds
You cant walk around the block without a change of clothing
Hot as a hairdryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
In New York
I just got a&nbs