New York girl, ooh-ooh-ooh
Runnin' pretty, New York City girl
25, 35, 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 (searching 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 were the star (you were the star), when did it close?
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, ooh-ooh-ooh
Where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show?
You were the star
Oh-oh-oh
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker (native, 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, native New Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score
(Native, 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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