Letra da Música: New York - The Woodsmen

new york, to your tall skyline i come- flyin in from london to your door.
new york, looking down on central park- where they say you should not wander after dark.
new york, like a scene from all those movies- but youre real enough for me, new york.
new york, you got money on your mind- and my words wont make a dimes' bit of difference...
so heres to you, new york.
yeah! write my name on the sidewalk.