In New New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock Running from an opp, then I shoot at opp And I'm on the block, and I'm on the block Shooting at the opps Yo, Pierre you wanna come out here? All these hoes gon' flock (flock flock), when I drop (drop) Yo

Love ain't for keeping Lay down beside me Layin' on my back In the newly mown grass Rain is coming down But I know the clouds will pass You bring me tea Say "the babe's a-sleepin'" Black ash from the foundry

I like me better when I'm with you I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause I like me better when To be young and in love in New New York City To not know who I am but still know that I'm good long as you're here with me To be drunk and in

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you Thinking of you What you would do if You were the one Who was spending the night Oh I wish that I Was looking into your eyes Looking into your eyes

I don't really want no friends I don't really want no friends, no I don't really want no friends, I don't really want no friends, no It's fuckin' TR3YWAY! It's King of New New York, lookin' for the Queen Uh, you got the right one, mm L-let these-l-let these

That shares our fate and deserves our pity I don't want to remember it all Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on There's a room in a hotel in New New York City And there's a jet black crow droning on and on and on Up above our heads droning on and on and on The

Seventeen seventy-six New New York City Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir? That depends, who’s asking? Oh, sure, sir I’m Alexander Hamilton, I’m at your service, sir I have been looking for you I’m getting nervous Sir, I heard your name at Princeton

It's good to live it again Autumn in New New York, why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New New York, it spells the thrill of first-nighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds in canyons of steel They're making me feel I'm home It's autumn in New New York

I love New New York Get off my street Other cities always make me mad Other places always make me sad No other city ever made me glad Except New New York You get off of my street I don't like cities But I like New New York