Box Black Native New Yorker Lyrics

Native New Yorker Lyrics

New York style, style, style 



New York city, New York city girl 

New York city, New York city girl 



You grew up ridin' the subways, 

Runnin' 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 and the Third 



Oh, oh, oh 

You're a native New Yorker 

You should know the score by now 

You're a native New Yorker 



The music plays, everyone's dancin' closer and closer 

Makin' friends and findin' lovers 

There you are lost in the shadows, searchin' for someone 

To set you free from New York City 



And oh, where did all those yesterdays go 

When you still believed love 

Could really be like a Broadway show 

You were the star, when did it close? 



Oh, oh, oh 

You're a native New Yorker 

No more hope is the door 

For a native New Yorker 

Oh, oh, oh 

You're a native New Yorker 

You should know the score by now 

You're a native New Yorker 



New York city, New York city girl 

New York city, New York city girl