New York, New York - The Hit Co. (热歌公司)

Well I shuffled through the city on the Fourth of July

Had a firecracker waiting to blow

Breaking like a robber who was making his way

To the cities of Mexico

Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A

I had a tar on the corner of Tenth

Had myself a lover who was finer than gold

But I been broke and I been busted up since

Love don't play any games with me

Anymore like she did before

World won't wait so I better shake

That thing right out there through the door

Hell, I still love you New York

Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds

Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good

Still amazed I didn't lose it out on Lutheran Place

When I was drunk and I was thinking of you

Every day the children they were singing the tunes

Out on the streets and you could hear from the side

Used to take the subway up to Houston and Third

I would wait for you and not try to hide

Love won't play any games with you

Anymore if you don't want her to

World won't wait and I watched you shake

But honey I don't blame you

Hell, I still love you New York

Hell, I still love you New York

New York

I remember Christmas in the blistering cold

In a church on the Upper West Side

Babe, you stood there singing

I was holding your arm

You were holding my trust like a child

Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B

But I tried to keep the overhead low

Farewell to the city and the love of my life

At least we left before we had to go

Love won't play any games with you

Anymore if you don't want her to

Sweet been shad this old thing out the door

I'll always be thinking of you

I'll always love you though New York

I'll always love you though New York

I'll always love you though New York

I'll always love you though New York

New York, New York