Ray LaMontagne - New York City is Killing Me | Текст песни

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• New York City is Killing Me

There’s just something about this hotel
Got me wishing I was dead
Gotta get outta New York City, son
Somewhere I can clear my head

I was just kicking along the sidewalk
Don’t wanna look you straight in the eyes
Don’t wanna ask you how you’re doing
Don’t seem to care if you live or if you die

Just gotta get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Gotta get outta New York city, boy
New York City’s killing me.

Just outside of Nashville
I met the woman of my dreams
Sure would like to get to know her
Maybe find out what it means

Get so tired of all this country
Get so tired of all this noise
Gotta get back up in my country
Have a couple drinks with the good ol’ boys

Just gotta me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Get me outta outta New York city, son
New York City’s killing me

Just gotta me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Get me outta outta New York city, son
New York City’s killing me

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