Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

Come on come out come here come here The lone neon lights And the fire that had started to spark I miss it all from the love to the lightning And the lack of it snaps me in two If you were here beside me, Instead of in New York If the curve of you was

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

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

How does it feel, how does it feel? Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone To be on your own, with no direction home Once upon a time you dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People call say 'beware doll, you're bound

And I know that you don't But if I ask you if you love me I hope you li-li-li-lie You look happy Flashing back to New York City Changing flights so you'd stay with me Now I wish we'd never met 'Cause you're too hard to forget

Are you ready (are you ready)? Don't hate the black Don't hate the white If you get bit Just hate the bite Make sure your heart is beatin' right How's your backbone How's your eye? Add some bottom on mighty tight

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 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

True to truth somehow But never truly lied at all, then and now (But never truly lied at all, then and now) I put A$AP on my tat (woo!), I put New York on the map (woo!) I put the gang on the flames (woo!), they gon' remember the name They robbin' boys

Gonna hitch a ride Head for the other side Leave it all behind Never change my mind Gonna sail away Sun lights another day Freedom on my mind Carry me away for the last time Day is night in New York City