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I
think
it's
getting
to
you
Living
in
one
room
Up
on
the
thirteenth
floor
You
don't
look
the
same
Or
fit
your
name
And
your
accent
is
no
more
What
happened
to
the
old
you
Or
the
girl
we
knew
before?
I
knew
you
before
New
York
These
cold
streets
are
killing
me
I'm
only
here
until
the
fourth
Walking
past
this
frozen
trash
Makes
me
miss
your
former
warmth
What
happened
to
the
old
you
Or
the
girl
we
knew
before?
I
knew
you
before
New
York
You
were
changing
anyway
I
felt
it
in
your
arms
Can't
fight
the
everyday
No
matter
where
you
are
These
empty
sights
and
druggie
nights
I
found
the
bustle
to
be
a
bore
Why
do
you
pay
to
live
this
way?
A
southern
belle
hushed
in
the
north
What
happened
to
the
old
you
Or
the
girl
we
knew
before?
I
knew
you
before
New
York
I
knew
you
before
New
York
Oh,
I
knew
her
before
New
York
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