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Booth |
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I love New York |
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And I've never been there before |
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I've counted the years in Times Square |
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And ran from the Apple falling through air |
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I've never been there. |
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And wandering sacred pews |
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In alleyways and living room |
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Awoke with a stranger in morning light |
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Lost a true love in the howl of night. |
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Peer in keyhole, sleep in Cinescope |
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Safe in the urban I dream of you |
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Scared in the wild I will go there too |
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I go to you. |
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I love New York |
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And I've never been there before |
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The back seat of taxis in black and white |
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No driver guides this satellite |
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In black and white. |
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Peer in keyhole, sleep in Cinescope |
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Safe in the urban I dream of you |
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Scared in the wild I will go there too |
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I go to you. |
