Songtext von Girls of N.Y.

There are people there Trying so hard to find a face There's a little store on 9th street That does a complete transvestite makeover There's people who sew There's people who blow There's jewish poets And some who don't know it There's blacks with an axe There's pretty girls with an ex The streets are alive With a rushing river that never dies The boys and girls come in so clean Reaching out their little hands Towards that dream people from everywhere Jamaicans, puerto ricans, englishmen, spaniards Japanese, portuguese, argentines Norwegians and swedes and forget me, from detroit city Yeah Walking down the street Like she knows where she's going, those old clothes And that new body With just a little hint of dirt in her eye Cracks start to show through the make-up But the girl's got character, the girl's got soul That's the kind of girl I wanna know That jacket, all worn out And those jeans, all bagged out Combat boots, trouble! Sexy, ye-yeah