[Intro]
(Instermusical)
[Verse 1]
First he love me, then he don't
Fuck the 90210
Get into this bag of coke
Brand new Prada means I'm broke
Legs, sex, party, drugs
Smilin' isn't glamorous
Don't bring Cathy, she's a cunt
That bitch would embarrass us
Oh, thank God I sold my soul
Glitter, smoke and rock and roll
K-Hole when I lose control
Dancin' on a stripper pole
[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna die at the Chelsea, I'm gonna take you tonight
No cigarettes in my hotel, unless you're being polite
(Hahahahahahaha, oh my god, you're not even on the list)
(Girl, I am the list)
[Chorus]
I love New York City City City City City City (Uh)
I lovе New York City New York City, New York City(Uh) (Ah-ah-ah)
I lovе New York City, New York City (Oh)
New York City, New York City
I love New York City, city, city (Uh)
New York City, city, city, city, city (Ah-ah)
[Verse 2]
Sequin dress and dirty lies
Dinner's just a sacrifice
Terry Richardson just called me up
That freak is takin' my pic tonight
Latex, car lights
NYC is paradise
Sunset Tower, treat me nice
Brand new face by Dr. Weiss
Party but I never sleep
I look so heroin chic
It's not fashionable to eat
Kissin' strangers on the street
[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna die at the Chelsea, I'm gonna take you tonight
No cigarettes in my hotel, unless you're being polite
(And I've never done a drug)
(I've never done drugs in my life)
(You're doin' coke right now)
[Chorus]
I love New York City, city, city, city, city (Uh)
I love New York city, new york city, (Uh) (Ah-ah-ah)
I love New York City, New York City (Oh)
New York City, New York City
I love New York City (Uh)
New York City, City, City, City, City (Ah-ah)
[Outro]
(Oh!) Are you having like a vision or something?
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