Moby

Moby - New York, New York lyrics

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New York, New York 

Does it taste right? 

Does it feel right? 



New York, New York 

Does it burn bright 

All the starlight? 



Do you know my name? 

Do you even care? 

Do you love when I take you up there? 



New York, New York 

Does it taste nice? 

Does it feel right? 



New York, New York 

Does it taste like 

What it burns like? 



Do you know my name? 

Do you even care? 

Do you love when I take you up there? 



Baby, won't you take me there? 

Make it like you really care 

I am feeling good up there 

Just keep the diamonds in my hair 

Make me feel good right now 

Like everything does in this town 

Lines of snow and popping corks 

Money, drugs 

New York, New York 



Baby, want you really hurt? 

Make it like it really burns 

I am feeling good right there 

Just keep the diamonds in my hair 

Make me feel good right now 

Like everything does in this town 

Lines of snow and popping corks 

Money, drugs 

New York, New York 



New York, New York 

Does it taste right? 

Does it feel right? 



New York, New York 

Does it burn bright 

All the starlight? 



Do you know my name? 

Do you even care? 

Do you love when I take you up there? 



Baby, won't you take me there? 

Make it like you really care 

I am feeling good up there 

Just keep the diamonds in my hair 

Make me feel good right now 

Like everything does in this town 

Lines of snow and popping corks 

Money, drugs 

New York, New York 



Baby, won't you take me there? 

Make it like you really care 

I am feeling good up there 

Just keep the diamonds in my hair 

Make me feel good right now 

Like everything does in this town 

Lines of snow and popping corks 

Money, drugs 

New York, New York 



Baby make it really hurt 

Like everything that ever burned 

I am feeling good up there 

Just keep the diamonds in my hair 

Make me feel good right now 

Like everything does in this town 

Lines of snow and popping corks 

Money, drugs 

New York, New York 



Baby, won't you take me there? 

Make it like you really care 

I am feeling good up there 

Just keep the diamonds in my hair 

Make me feel good right now 

Like everything does in this town 

Lines of snow and popping corks 

Money, drugs 

New York, New York
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Language: English

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