Besedila: Jon Miller And The Two Steps. New York Star.

I hear the telephone ring, Friday night in New York City
I see a pretty scream, at the sidewalk in New York City
Down the alley that?s where a man sleeps
On the street, near a garbage can
In the subway the saxophone sings,
When the people go meet the man
Everyone?s a star in New York City,
Big sunglasses-girl, she?s o? so pretty
On an island is lady liberty
She holds freedom in hear hands
In the bowery late at night
You can hear a rock n roll band
Everyone?s a star in New York City,
Big sunglasses-girl, she?s o? so pretty
Everyone?s a star in New York City,
I am a star in New York City
We are all stars in New York City
Big sunglasses-girl, she?s o? so pretty

(Thanks to Jon Miller for these lyrics)