New York, I love You but you're bringing me down New York, I love You but you're bringing me down Like a rat in a cage pulling minimum wage New York, I love You but you're bringing me down
New York, you're safer and you're wasting my time Our records all show you are filthy but fine But they shuttered your stores when you opened the doors To the cops who were bored once they'd run out of crime
New York, you're perfect, don't please don't change a thing Your mild billionaire mayor's now convinced he's a king So the boring collect - I mean all disrespect In the neighborhood bars I'd once dreamt I would drink
New York, I love you but you're freaking me out There's a ton of the twist but we're fresh out of shout Like a death in the hall that you hear through your wall New York, I love you but you're freaking me out
New York, I love You but you're bringing me down New York, I love You but you're bringing me down Like a death of the heart...Jesus, where do I start But you're still the one pool where I'd happily drown
And oh.. Take me off your mailing list For kids that think it still exists Yes, for those who think it still exists
Maybe I'm wrong And maybe you're right Maybe I'm wrong And maybe you're right Maybe you're right Maybe I'm wrong And just maybe you're right
And Oh.. Maybe mother told you true And they're always be something there for you And you'll never be alone
But maybe she's wrong And maybe I'm right And just maybe she's wrong
Maybe she's wrong And maybe I'm right And if so here's this song
¡Oiga! Pero, ¿esto no se había acabado definitivamente? ¿Es sólo para darnos envidia del viaje que vd. Lo vuelve a actualizar?
ResponderEliminarEra un espejismo, Andrés.
ResponderEliminarEl viaje, ¿o el cierre?
ResponderEliminarTodo. Ja en parlarem.
ResponderEliminarNew York, I love You but you're bringing me down
ResponderEliminarNew York, I love You but you're bringing me down
Like a rat in a cage pulling minimum wage
New York, I love You but you're bringing me down
New York, you're safer and you're wasting my time
Our records all show you are filthy but fine
But they shuttered your stores when you opened the doors
To the cops who were bored once they'd run out of crime
New York, you're perfect, don't please don't change a thing
Your mild billionaire mayor's now convinced he's a king
So the boring collect - I mean all disrespect
In the neighborhood bars I'd once dreamt I would drink
New York, I love you but you're freaking me out
There's a ton of the twist but we're fresh out of shout
Like a death in the hall that you hear through your wall
New York, I love you but you're freaking me out
New York, I love You but you're bringing me down
New York, I love You but you're bringing me down
Like a death of the heart...Jesus, where do I start
But you're still the one pool where I'd happily drown
And oh.. Take me off your mailing list
For kids that think it still exists
Yes, for those who think it still exists
Maybe I'm wrong
And maybe you're right
Maybe I'm wrong
And maybe you're right
Maybe you're right
Maybe I'm wrong
And just maybe you're right
And Oh..
Maybe mother told you true
And they're always be something there for you
And you'll never be alone
But maybe she's wrong
And maybe I'm right
And just maybe she's wrong
Maybe she's wrong
And maybe I'm right
And if so here's this song