"New York" Lyrics
(Oooh, Oooh)
Can we run to the city that we call home?
Where needles comes pleasure with a sensual call
Stone bricks lay forth on the pavement floor
Bright lights, loud noise we hear when we fall
Can we run to the city that we call home?
Where needles comes pleasure with a sensual call
Stone bricks lay forth on the pavement floor
Bright lights, loud noise we hear when we fall
Can we run to the city that we call home?
Where needles comes pleasure with a sensual call
Stone bricks lay forth on the pavement floor
Writer(s): Ayce Ninalga