โหลดเพลง mp3 Native New Yorker - Top of the Poppers

Native New Yorker - Top of the Poppers
Runnin' pretty New York City girl

Twenty five thirty five
Hello baby New York City girl
You grew up riding the subways

Running with people

Up in Harlem down on Broadway
You're no tramp but you're
No lady talkin' that street talk

You're the heart and soul of New York City

And love love is just a passing word

It's the thought you had in a taxi cab
That got left on the curb

When he dropped you off at East 83

You're a native New Yorker

You should know the score by now
You should know by now
You're a native New Yorker

Music plays everyone's
Dancing closer and closer

Making friends and finding lovers
There you are lost in the
Shadows searching for someone
Searchin' for someone

To set you free from New York City

And where did all those yesterdays go

When you still believed

Love could really be like a Broadway show

You are the star win the applause

You're a native New Yorker

No one opens the door

For a native New Yorker

Runnin' pretty New York City girl

Where did all those yesterdays go

When you still believed

Love could really be like a Broadway show

You're a native New Yorker

You should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker