And New York Was Great And We Loved It All And New York Was Great And We Loved It All But Time Was Riding Fast Upon My Shoulders What A Shame What A Shame What A Shame
The Nighttime Was Painted Black With Fun The Nighttime Was Painted Black With Fun But All The Time The Light Shone It Through It All What A Drag What A Drag What A Drag
And In Bars Drunk We Knew It All And Promises We Spilled Out In The Night And Promises We Spilled Out In The Night What A Trip What A Trip What A Trip
And The Stars We Plucked From Great Black Skies And The Stars We Plucked From New York Skies We Placed Them All In Front Of Us And Laughed What A Trip What A Trip What A TripTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
