New York - Urban Cone

I’ve only been here once before

Please don’t be different

If I could visit you some more

I would be different

Cause all these streets, they make me high

They make me different

And all you people make me shy

Cause you are different

Please don’t be different

Please don’t be different

They call it New…

New York city

They call it New…

New York city

I wish that I could take you there

Wish you could listen

I’ll show you everything I know

Wish you could listen

Cause all these streets, they make me high

They’ll make you listen

I hope we’ll make it out alive

Wish you could listen

Oh baby, listen

Oh baby, listen

They call it New…

New York city

They call it New…

New York city

I really hate to say goodbye

I’m sorry that I let you down

I know I said I’d make it right

But baby I can’t leave this town

I really hate to say goodbye

I’m sorry that I let you down

I know I said I’d make it right

But baby I can’t leave this town

They call it New…

New York city

They call it New…

New York city

They call it New…

New York city

They call it New…

New York city