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New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh | Runnin' pretty, New York City girl | Twenty-five, thirty-five
New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh Runnin' 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, talkin' that street 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 83rd Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh) You're a native New Yorker You should know the score by now (You should know by now) You're a native New Yorker New York girl, 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 (Searchin' for someone) To set you free from New York City And, whoa, where did all those yesterdays go When you still believed Love could really be like a Broadway show? You are the star, win the applause Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh) You're a native New Yorker No one opens the door For a native New Yorker (Runnin' pretty, New York City girl) Ooh, ooh, ooh Native, native, native New Yorker Where did all those yesterdays go When you still believed Love could really be like a Broadway show? You are the star You're a native New Yorker You should know the score by now You're a native New Yorker You should know the score You should know the score by now You're a native New Yorker, oh, oh, oh (Native, native, native New Yorker) You're a native New Yorker Whoa, oh ho ho, you're a native New Yorker You should know the score (Native, native, native new Yorker) You're a native New Yorker What you waiting for, no one opens the door (You're a native New Yorker) For a native, for a native New Yorker
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