Scotty Tuesday - Living in New York Lyrics

She sits by herself
Gathering dust
In her apartment
All the books on her shelf
She reads 'cause she must
That's why she got them

So if I go
I'll send to you a postcard
From New York

Look at these crowded streets
How do these people compete here?
With so many places to see
Places to eat
And strange ideas

So when I go
I'll send to you a postcard
With pictures on the front
Depicting good old Central Park

I'm living in New York
Living in New York

Look at what's happening to me
I feel like I belong here
I feel like this could be
Something right in the wrong here

So when I go
I'll send to you this postcard
With pictures on the front
Depicting good old Central Park

I'm living in New York
I want to go
Living in New York
I want to go
Living in New York
I want to go
I'm living in New York
And I want to go
To New York
To New York