And New York was great and we loved it all And New York was great and we loved it all But time was riding fast upon my shoulders What a shame The night time was painted black with fun The night time was painted black with fun But all the time the light shone through it all What a drag And in bars drunk we knew it all And in bars drunk we knew it all And promises we spilled out in the night What a trip And the stars we plucked from great black skies And the stars we plucked from New York skies We placed them all in front of us and laughed What a trip
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