paroles de chanson NYC Girl - John Waite
There's
diamonds
in
the
avenue
As
the
dayshift
turns
to
night
In
the
Empire
dinner
dreaming
Hard
rain,
fluorescent
lights
As
the
waitress
fills
my
coffee
cup
And
the
working
girls
go
by
Drenched
Irish
Cops
are
dreaming
sex
And
peep
show
alibis
Everything
underneath
the
skyline
From
the
east
side
to
the
west
I
see
the
miracles
in
real
time
And
there's
one
I've
loved
the
best
See
there's
an
angel
on
the
D
train
As
she's
flying
to
my
world
And
I'm
waiting
for
a
N.Y.C.
girl
Times
Square
looks
like
Avalon
In
a
Disney
morphine
dream
Dylan
Thomas
rides
a
white
horse
drunk
At
the
counter
next
to
me
I
wake
up
in
the
bed
sometimes
And
watch
her
as
she
sleeps
In
the
silence
and
the
sirens
I
pray
her
soul
to
keep
Chorus
The
catherine
wheel
burns
bright
tonight
Down
on
the
avenue
But
nowhere
near
as
bright,
my
love
As
the
fire
that
burns
for
you
Everything
underneath
the
skyline
From
the
east
side
to
the
west
Of
the
lives
I've
lived
and
those
I've
known
There
is
one
I've
loved
the
best
See
there's
an
angel
on
the
C
train
As
she's
flying
to
my
world
And
I'm
waiting
for
a
N.Y.C.
girl
And
I'm
waiting
for
a
N.Y.C.
girl
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