New York City Song

I got a lover in New York city, he just don't know it yet
He's lookin awfully pretty, I just build up my debts
It's hard to go and visit the city, where you grind your teeth into dust
I got a lover in New York city, but then again who can you trust

There's a girl who lives in Manhattan, she's of some ill repute
She folds her boys just like a dragon, she'd plant a shiv right in my throat
I don't wanna look over my shoulder, when I just wanna dance
There's a Russian girl in Manhattan, she'll kill me right when she gets the chance
So many people to love, but I ain't got the will
'Cuz weekend is over, no more time to [?]

Alright, let's have a little bass come in
Alright, let's have a little guitar now
Oh the sound's so sweet don't you agree?
Alright, now let's get to the subject on hand

In New York city sex is like, some vague semiotic concept
It's a place where streetlights glow, and losin love is hard to accept
In Boston town sex is real, but it's something to be held in contempt
In grand old New York city, it's really more of a concept

I got a lover in New York city, he just ain't aware of it yet
It's a town of violent nothings, a town of special k nymphets
He smiles at me so coy and pretty, leaning close to light my cigarette
I got a lover in New York city, he just don't know it yet