Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone
Three o'clock in the afternoon
F-train is full of high school students
So much shouting, so much laughter
Sure sign of the morning after
Take me home and leave me there
Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
I live in new york, new york
The city that never shuts up
In the daylight everything is so gory
You can hear snatches of stranger's sorry stories
And I moved there from buffalo
The trico plant moved to mexico
Left my uncle standing out in the cold
Said here's your last paycheck
Take me home and leave me there
Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
Hell, beauty is beauty sometimes
It's the luck of the draw
It was a meeting of the minds
Now it's three in the afternoon
And I can't leave too soon
Saying thank you, I had a nice time
Take me home and leave me there
Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
Maybe I'll live my whole life
You could try to train me like a pet
You could try to teach me to behave
But I'll tell you, if I haven't learned it yet
Take me home and leave me there
Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby