Native New Yorker

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Odyssey Lyrics "Native New Yorker" New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh Runnin' pretty, New York City girl 25, 35, hello, baby New York City girl You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people Up in Harlem, down on Broadway You're no tramp but you're no lady Talkin' that street talk You're the heart and soul of New York City And love Love is just a passing word It's the thought that you had In a taxicab that got left on the curb When he dropped you off at East 83rd Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh) You're a native New Yorker You should know the score by now (you should know by now) You're a native New Yorker (New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh) Music plays, everyone's dancin' closer and closer Makin' friends and findin' lovers There you are, lost in the shadows Searchin' for someone (searchin' for someone) To set you free from New York City And, whoa Where did all those yesterdays go? When you still believed Love could really be like a Broadway show You were the star, when did it close? Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh) You're a native New Yorker No one opens the door For a native New Yorker (Runnin' pretty, New York City girl) (Ooh, ooh, ooh Native, native, native, ooh) (Where did all those yesterdays go? When you still believed Love could really be like a Broadway show You were the star) You're a native New Yorker You should know the score by now You're a native New Yorker You should know the score You should know the score by now You're a native New Yorker Oh, oh, oh (Native, native, native, native New Yorker) You're a native New Yorker Whoa, oh-oh-oh You're a native New Yorker You should know the score (Native, native, native, native New Yorker) You're a native New Yorker What you waitin' for? No one opens the door (You're a native New Yorker) Writer(s): Denny Randell, Sandy Linzer