Two dollar tips and the lipstick cigarettes
Get yourself a job with your fingertips
Too many tickets for the backseat matinee
Two hours later and you`re looking for another face
Don`t ask for love
Don`t ask for pity
Don`t ask for me
Welcome to the city
Four hundred dollars bus a room in the city
With a whole lot of people and a hole in the ceiling
Freeze in the winter, die in the summer
Seventeen kids next door without a mother
Hey, if you see me coming up the stairs
Please don`t confuse me with someone who cares
Welcome to the city...I`m glad you made it, baby
I`m really...
You got some letter, it`s a recommendation
Your best friend`s ex sent a copy to the station
And he knows some agent through a distant realtion
An inside connection with a map and directions
Ah, too bad you came
Too bad you waited
Too bad for you
You`re over-educated
Welcome to the city...I`m glad you made it, baby
I`m really glad
Don`t ask for love
Don`t ask for pity
Don`t ask for me
Welcome to the city