New York

Packin' my life into my car
Movin' to eat LA
That’s where the sun’s
Up in the sky
But it’s just not the same
Not like the time you left me
Stranded in the Bronx
Two in the morning
Couldn’t get a cab to stop
I never been so cold
It hurt me just to breath
New York I love it when you’re mean
When you’re mean to me
Break out the shorts
Go to the gym
Nobody wears long sleeves
Everyone’s tan
Sculpted and thin
Out of the magazines
Smell like the 7 train
On the Monday after five
Knockin' old ladies down
Just to make it home alive
Stuck in the subway
Like a can of sardines
New York I love it when you’re mean
Can’t believe I never stopped to notice
The million little lights
And inside of every one
Somebody’s little life
Who needs the stars
When you got all these apartments
Shining in the night
Never seen such a sight
Some other cities may be easy on the eyes
Picture yourself living there, happy till you die
But nobody said
Life’s supposed to be a breeze
New York I love it when you’re mean
New York you’re exactly as you seem
New York if you don’t like it you leave
New York I love it when you’re mean
When you’re mean to me