"New York" as written by and Stephen Fretwell....
Please can we go away
Get out of here
Somehow today.
For a place that I've heard on the radio
Never sleeps.

I'll get a job in a bar,
You could be a waitress and serve cheap cigars
To fat mustachio men in suits, you'll look cute.

Fuck what they say
Fuck it if they talk
It really don't matter.
We're going to New York.

Oh, hold on to me.
I'm gonna get you out
I'm gonna set you free.
To a place that I've heard on the radio.
Never sleeps.

I'll get a job in a bar,
You could be a waitress and serve cheap cigars
To fat mustachio men in suits, you'll look cute.

Fuck what they say
Fuck it if they talk
It really don't matter.
We're going to New York.v


Lyrics submitted by bobjebus16

"New York" as written by Stephen Fretwell

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    General CommentI hate New York, but I love this song.

    It's about leaving your world behind and starting a new life in a faraway and seemingly magical place. That place could be anywhere.
    cubbyblueson February 11, 2007   Link

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