Native New Yorker lyrics

New York style, style, style

New York city, New York city girl
New York city, New York city girl

You grew up ridin` the subways,
Runnin` with people up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You`re no tramp, but you`re no lady talkin` that street talk
You`re the heart and soul of New York city
And love, love is just a passing word
It`s the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left on the curb
When he dropped you off at East and the Third

Oh, oh, oh
You`re a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You`re a native New Yorker

The music plays, everyone`s dancin` closer and closer
Makin` friends and findin` lovers
There you are lost in the shadows, searchin` for someone
To set you free from New York City

And oh, where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed love
Could really be like a Broadway show
You were the star, when did it close?

Oh, oh, oh
You`re a native New Yorker
No more hope is the door
For a native New Yorker
Oh, oh, oh
You`re a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You`re a native New Yorker

New York city, New York city girl
New York city, New York city girl
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