New York Girls
New York Girls;
By:Sami LaRose
9/30/12
My eyes filled the purest of most velvet red, and I knew my era was in the air.
Spaced out and zoned out on the thought of here, I make up senators in my mind and we all solve them together.
Something I did often when people bored me
Rude? Maybe, but it's New York baby
I'm not trying to be swallow but my hairs a little yellow and my face too gorgeous for a man like you to have
But don't get down my lad, it's New York. Plenty of chicks are rad here,
It's New York Baby, where the capital of breaking hearts
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