¡Oiga! Pero, ¿esto no se había acabado definitivamente? ¿Es sólo para darnos envidia del viaje que vd. Lo vuelve a actualizar?
Era un espejismo, Andrés.
El viaje, ¿o el cierre?
Todo. Ja en parlarem.
New York, I love You but you're bringing me downNew York, I love You but you're bringing me downLike a rat in a cage pulling minimum wageNew York, I love You but you're bringing me downNew York, you're safer and you're wasting my timeOur records all show you are filthy but fineBut they shuttered your stores when you opened the doorsTo the cops who were bored once they'd run out of crimeNew York, you're perfect, don't please don't change a thingYour mild billionaire mayor's now convinced he's a kingSo the boring collect - I mean all disrespectIn the neighborhood bars I'd once dreamt I would drinkNew York, I love you but you're freaking me outThere's a ton of the twist but we're fresh out of shoutLike a death in the hall that you hear through your wallNew York, I love you but you're freaking me outNew York, I love You but you're bringing me downNew York, I love You but you're bringing me downLike a death of the heart...Jesus, where do I startBut you're still the one pool where I'd happily drownAnd oh.. Take me off your mailing listFor kids that think it still existsYes, for those who think it still existsMaybe I'm wrongAnd maybe you're rightMaybe I'm wrongAnd maybe you're rightMaybe you're rightMaybe I'm wrongAnd just maybe you're rightAnd Oh..Maybe mother told you trueAnd they're always be something there for youAnd you'll never be aloneBut maybe she's wrongAnd maybe I'm rightAnd just maybe she's wrongMaybe she's wrongAnd maybe I'm rightAnd if so here's this song
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