歌词:
Hangin' out with Lars on 6th street
He knew that I was in trouble
I was feeling much like the devil
There was something burnin' deep inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
These girls took us to the funhouse
Where we played a lonely pinball machine
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way
New York City, well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia...
I'm having a hard time understanding
It gets all too demanding
She's all gone and I'm stranded
Something burning deep inside of me
All I know it's 4'o'clock and
She ain't never showed up and
I watched a thousand people go home from work
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way
New York City, well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia...
How many times will it take me
Before I go crazy
Before I lose everything
Something burning deep inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
Those girls took us to the funhouse
I don't wanna be alone again.
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way
New York City, well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia...
