Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July
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I had a firecracker waiting to blow
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Breakin' like a rocket who makin' its way
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To the cities of Mexico
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Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A
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I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th
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Had myself a lover who was finer than gold
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But I've broken up and busted up since
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And love don't play any games with me
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Anymore like she did before
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The world won't wait, so I better shake
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That thing right out there through the door
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Hell, I still love you, New York
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Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds
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Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good
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Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place
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When I was drunk and I was thinking of you
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Every day the children they were singing their tune
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Out on the streets and you could hear from inside
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Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd
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I would wait for you and I'd try to hide
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And love won't play any games with me
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Anymore if you don't want it to
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The world won't wait and I watched you shake
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But honey, I don't blame you
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Hell, I still love you, New York
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Hell, I still love you, New York
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New York
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I remember Christmas in the blistering cold
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In a church on the upper west side
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Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm
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You were holding my trust like a child
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Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B
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But I tried to keep the overhead low
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Farewell to the city and the love of my life
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At least we left before we had to go
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And love won't play any games with you
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Anymore if you want 'em to
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So we better shake this old thing out the door
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I'll always be thinkin' of you
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I'll always love you though New York
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I'll always love you though New York, New York, New York
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New York, New York
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Ryan Adams |