100 lyrics for "New York, New York"
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
PlayKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Mama, wipe the blood off of my face I can't see through it anymore I need someone to talk to in a new hiding place Feel like I´m looking at heaven´s door Mama I can hear that thunder roar Echoing down from god´s
PlayNo one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance
Play(Dust'n'bone) An' that's all right That's all right Dust n' bones She loved him yesterday He lost his mind today He left it out back on the highway Yesterday's over
PlayBut I’ll be buried in Detroit I used to live in New York City But baby that ain’t no substitute Not for my hometown That place people avoid I’ve made love in every city But I’ll be buried in I’m a writer and a lover I’m a Midwest music man
PlayI'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
PlayI 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
PlayGirl flower, girl flower, girl flower, Girl flower, girl flower, girl flower Woman, girl flower, love, first love, This odespertar of a song That ha sleeps sky in the heart, and today fair love to arrive, to amorcantar Woman, girl flower, love, first
PlayNobody knows you when you're down and out. Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, with never a care Takin' all my friends out for a good time Drinkin' high-priced liquor, champagne and wine; Then I began to fall so low; Didn't have a
PlayAnd he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon He was born a pauper To a pawn on a Christmas day When the New York Times Said God is dead and the war's begun Alvin Tostig has a son today In tradition with the family plan, woo
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