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drew sarich - new york lyrics

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[verse 1]
could you spot me sixty+five cents?
i’ve gone through all of my pockets
this c+cksucker barman’s gonna end me for the price of my whiskey and coke
new york city, she’s no f+cking joke
new york city, she’s no f+cking joke

see, i s+xed up my resume
and learned every song one could want
but i still ain’t the type
couple pounds overweight
too plain for the boys who make heroes outta lookers like you
new york city’s too good to be true

but oh, ask back in kansas
you’ll find the consensus is that i’ve reached the top here
and though i appear broke and breathless
i’m young, and i’m reckless enough to not know when to stop
see my lady? she’s pretty, she talks like a dream
the epitome of guilty persuasion
she says i can’t come home ’till i finally roll up my sleeves
and make good what i spoke
new york city, she’s no f+cking joke

yeah, i see you’re uncomfortable
you stare at the beer you’ve been drinking
and wish you was gone

sh+t, like at hooter’s you’d be free from losers like me
pluggin’ strangers for kind words and smoke
new york city, she’s no f+cking joke

oh, you break free from kansas
with hard+ons for the countless brass rings on each block here
and though this b+tch’ll beat you senseless
i’m destined to win this and fly
just for right now, i’m stuck

so what’s the word on them sixty+five cents?
sh+t, it’s no sweat my friend
there’s a smile at the end of the bar
maybe payday’s today?
new york city, there’s always a way
there’s always a way
there’s always a way
there’s always a way

- drew sarich lyrics

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