She waited at the door till all his saddest words were spoken Then she threw them with some seasoning in his face Duke went rambling in his grief, like a vagabond or thief Trying to find the love he sought some other place He walked down the river highway in the melting summer sun And shouted out above the cars and trucks I wish I could become some kind of psychedelic bum Or a happy travelling troubadour deluxe
New York - whatcha gonna do about it? New York - climb up on the roof and shout it New York - see there ain't no doubt about it Something in this town I just can't live without
She lay across the bed, raven hair piled atop her head Re-reading through the poem that she wrote She had a feeling in her belly like her belly had been screwed But luckily she knew the antidote She stepped out on the street dressed in scarlet head to feet Her hat the same precise shade as her lips She tried to feel the way she had when love was young and gay and glad She couldn't... but still she swung her hips
New York - whatcha gonna do about it? New York - climb up on the roof and shout it New York - see there ain't no doubt about it Something in this town I just can't live without
He phoned her up and said, honey, it was nothing but a number And numbers can mislead you and confuse To which she said, I've heard, like guns and cash and sex and words If the user is a fool they get misused He almost smashed the phone in rage but it held his database So he lit himself a little joint instead And told himself a lie about the who and when and why And kids that's how a man becomes a chowderhead
New York - whatcha gonna do about it? New York - climb up on the roof and shout it New York - see there ain't no doubt about it Something in this town I just can't live without
She wrote a bitter novelette and stuck it on the internet I believe you still can find it there for free In the morning she would jog then post updates on her blog And one day she upped and moved to Tennessee The landlord rented her apartment to the NY Police Department Who installed a cop named Franklin J.J. Paul Who was putting up a shelf, humming opera to himself When he found her poems nestled in the wall
New York - whatcha gonna do about it? New York - climb up on the roof and shout it New York - see there ain't no doubt about it Something in this town I just can't live without
Duke doublechecked the deadlock of his Lower East Side store And jumped into a car with yellow fins He told himself "just tell it like is, man, just nail it on the line And be honest with your tongue from here on in" He was never satisfied with a comfortable ride He had to be the crazy cosmonaut in flight They found his body near a crumbling Hudson River pier On a wild and stormy hot midsummer night
New York - whatcha gonna do about it? New York - climb up on the roof and shout it New York - see there ain't no doubt about it Something in this town I just can't live without
Me I couldn't sleep, I just lay there in a heap The whole city was a swamp of heat and steam At six a.m. came thunder and eventually I slumbered Into a fanciful and curious kind of dream I was drivin' Hank's Cadillac as he rested in the back On the final night of nineteen fifty-two I offered him a smoke but Hank never woke He was too far gone, and he was only passing through I got up at ten to five, feeling almost seven-eighths alive And was sitting in my favourite easy chair When Duke's immortal soul crowned with a golden aureole Flew by my window on its way to who knows where I took Tylenol for my head and then went out to get some bread Like Lou I had twenty six bucks in my hand By the Sixteen Handles shop I saw an overweight cop Stuffing reams of paper in a garbage can
New York - whatcha gonna do about it? New York - climb up on the roof and shout it New York - see there ain't no doubt about it Something in this town I just can't live without
New York, I love you
New York, New York New York, New York Meet me in New York, New York, baby New York, New York Even the shittiest old times are still great in New York, New York New York, New York New York, New York New York, New YorkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
