It keeps me late at night
Should've kept the flowers to myself
Now she won't get me off her shelf
I might as well just hit the road
Last night we drank some wine
Left my place in search of fun
But there's not a bar underneath this sun
Where we could watch the sunset glow
Lost souls running, New York city
Last I saw you, look so pretty
From SOHO to Riverside
We own this place, she owns my mind
Let's take the A train back in time
And see if there's still some wine inside
Oh but lost her on the way
Between the nighttime and the day
It doesn't matter who's insane
Now she's sleeping I'm on the plane
Lost souls running, New York city
Last I saw you, look so pretty
Frankie Matt - NYC Lyrics
Frankie Matt - NYC Lyrics
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It keeps me late at night
Should've kept the flowers to myself
Now she won't get me off her shelf
I might as well just hit the road
Last night we drank some wine
Left my place in search of fun
But there's not a bar underneath this sun
Where we could watch the sunset glow
Lost souls running, New York city
Last I saw you, look so pretty
From SOHO to Riverside
We own this place, she owns my mind
Let's take the A train back in time
And see if there's still some wine inside
Oh but lost her on the way
Between the nighttime and the day
It doesn't matter who's insane
Now she's sleeping I'm on the plane
Lost souls running, New York city
Last I saw you, look so pretty
Should've kept the flowers to myself
Now she won't get me off her shelf
I might as well just hit the road
Last night we drank some wine
Left my place in search of fun
But there's not a bar underneath this sun
Where we could watch the sunset glow
Lost souls running, New York city
Last I saw you, look so pretty
From SOHO to Riverside
We own this place, she owns my mind
Let's take the A train back in time
And see if there's still some wine inside
Oh but lost her on the way
Between the nighttime and the day
It doesn't matter who's insane
Now she's sleeping I'm on the plane
Lost souls running, New York city
Last I saw you, look so pretty
Writer: Matija Frandolic
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