New York - Goodnight, Texas

New York, I’ll make do in a place that isn’t you

Though I once had a dream of making my debut

On your salty frozen streets where I could be another face

New York I’ll make do without you

Now I pay my taxes in a town I never grew into

Where the buildings aren’t as tall, and the baseball team is blue

And the bagels aren’t as hot, and the people aren’t as cold

Oh New York I really wish that it was you

Well I’d roll into Grand Central just myself and a guitar

And I take it meet the avenues play for subway cars

If I trid that here they’d push m on the tracks before the train

New York this city’s close but no cigar

And I’d love to trade my car keys for a ride on MTA

Cause I find myself in traffic nearly 5 hours a day

Ain’t no way to please the bookers when you’re late for all your shows

Oh New York you’ve got to save me from LA

Living in the Village is the life I want someday

Take a stroll along MacDougal Street and sit at a cafe

But without a million dollars I can’t even spend a day

Oh New York I can’t afford you anyway

New York, I can’t afford you anyway, no, no

New York, I can’t afford you anyway