in the clique, I'm in the clique I'm really slick, I know every trick And I can get a chick, 'cause I'm in the clique Get your greasy hands off the guitar
Day is night in New York City. Smoke, like water, runs inside Steel idle trees to pity Every living thing that's died. Chorus :- Gonna hitch a ride,
Leave them steel mills far behind Ain't no good life at the Ford plant Three guitars or a life of crime Sold out shows and platinum records New York
bad, bad boy, yes indeed Nashville's got a million and one guitar pickers But I guess my favorite would be the CDB Yes, there's a few good rockers in New York
light I'd made it to Manhattan built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing exactly what I do best: Pluggin in an electric guitar, leading
And then he came over to my house Where he tried out my guitar He was young and black and beautiful Big eyed, perfect skinned And he played my guitar
apple of my eye I cherish her New York, New York, I'm comin' New York, New York, I'm comin' New York, New York, I'm comin' New York, New York, I'm comin
light I'd made it to Manhattan Built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing Exactly what I do best Plugging in an electric guitar Leading
hoboes squall They're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball [ ac.guitar ] Well the eastern states are dandy so the people always say From New York
hey there delilah whats it like in new york city im a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty yes you do time square cant shine as bright
mojo bone And bring my baby home bring my baby back home yeah I know she didn't go up to New York City She thinks that New York City is a little too
Sittin' on the front porch waitin' on the moon Talkin' to my neighbor next door ain't never ever very much fun Go get my car and my guitar, ride through
This land is your land and it's my land from California to New York Island From redwood forrest to the gulf stream water I said this land belongs to you
The MC I Say Rock The Mic You Wanna Get Down With The Beat And Be The Likeings Of An MC, Go With The MC Talk Check Out The Brother Man, I'm From New York
proud as I can be, yeah Then I took my songs and guitar And sang 'em for a man from Tennessee I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City
but we sit up all night Talkin' about it Just bein' alive It can really hurt These moments given Are a gift from time On a balcony in New York It's
Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City I'm a thousand miles away But girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do Times Square can't shine as
Meet me at the bar Fruit colors a charm Got it by the jar, chea We five stars over here Camel on their Yankee sign, on the daily grind New York state