Now lightning strikes in old New New York It may be dark but I want to talk It might rain, it might snow Too many things I got to know If this is spring than it's time to sing Never mind the l'il birdies wing Look out, look out, old New New York New New York's

I'm in a New New York state of mind. Out of touch with the rhythym and blues But now I need a little give and take The New New York Times, the Daily News. It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me cause I've let it slide. I don't care if it's Chinatown or

And let it wash away, wash away You tore the floorboards up And let the river rush in Not wash away, wash away We were reaching in the dark That summer in New New York But it didn't hurt at all That summer in New New York (wash away) And was it so far to fall?

You're no good for me Do you think we'll be in love forever? Do you think we'll be in love? Diet mountain dew, baby, New New York City Baby, you're no good for me Never was there ever a girl so pretty But baby, I want you, I want Can we hit it now low down

Suh mi nuh listen when some suck pussy bway A try dis mi How me buss a New New York City Dat a create de mystery Box mi inna mi face Yuh mussi mad Dats highly unlikely Mi a mek history

I kissed a girl and I liked it The taste of her cherry chap stick I kissed a girl just to try it I hope my boyfriend don't mind it It felt so wrong It felt so right Don't mean I'm in love tonight This was never the way I planned

I've played every beer joint tavern From New 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

I'll tip my hat to the new new constitution Take a bow for the new new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again We'll be fighting in the streets

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

Watch the tempo Love me, love me like that Love me, give me some mad love Love me like we ain't never let go (how you mean?) Poco a poco, muy, muy lento (sing) Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New New York (woop woop woop woop) Gyal