(Keith Relf / Chris Dreja)
|
If you've ever been to New York City,
|
You know what I'm talking about,
|
Yes you do.
|
Well, if you've ever been to New York City,
|
You know what I'm talking about,
|
They got such pretty little girls in that big town,
|
Make a man wanna jump around and shout.
|
|
I met a little girl there,
|
She was about five foot eight.
|
I said "I want you to love me."
|
She said "Why man, that'd be great."
|
So,
|
I got long hair but,
|
She took me back,
|
Back to see her pad,
|
But the first thing I saw when I arrived there,
|
Was a big black shiny shotgun,
|
In the hands of her dad.
|
|
Alright now, this is how it was,
|
Oh no!
|
|
Well alright!
|
|
I finally learned my lesson,
|
Such a long time ago,
|
Next little woman that I date,
|
I've got to know, I've got to know her family too.
|
Yes indeed, I gotta know her family too.
|
But if you don't want to be filled full of shotgun holes,
|
Mister, this song is just for you.
|
|
-----------------
|
New York City Blues
|
| The Yardbirds |
