Karaoké Native New Yorker Odyssey

Young and 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 talking that sweet 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 eighty-third

Oh oh oh oh you're a native New Yorker

You should know the score by now

You're a native New Yorker

New Yorker ooh ooh ooh

Music plays everyone's dancing closer and closer

Making friends and finding lovers

There you are lost in the shadows searching for someone

To set you free from New York city

And woah oh oh oh where did all those yesterdays go

When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show

You were the star when did it close

Oh oh oh oh oh you're a native New Yorker

No one opens the door for a native New Yorker

Lady

Ooh

Where did all those yesterdays go

When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show

You were the star you're a native New Yorker

Native, native, native native New Yorker

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah you're a native New Yorker

You should know the score, girl, oh

You're a native New Yorker