New York

　　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 place in New York ,New York ,New York

　　In New York you can forget

　　forget how to sit still

　　Tell yourself you will stay in

　　But its down to Alphaville

　　New York ,New York....

　　The Irish have been coming here for years

　　Feel like they own the place

　　They got the airport ,city hall ,concrete ,asphalt

　　They even got the police

　　Irish ,Italian ,Jews and Hispanics

　　Religious nuts ,political fanatics in the stew

　　Living happily not like me and you

　　Thats where lost you...New York

　　In New York I lost it all to you and your vices

　　Still I am staying on to figure out my mid life crisis

　　I hit an iceberg in my life

　　But you know I am still afloat

　　You lose your balance ,lose you wife

　　In the queue for the lifeboat

　　You got to put the women and children first

　　But youve got an unquenchable thirst for New York

　　In the stillness of every evening

　　When the sun has had its day

　　I heard your voice a whispering come away child

　　New York , New York........

　　Redacted by Jerry

　　Redacted by Jerry