New York lyrics

Welcome to the city, welcome to disaster You see a pretty girl, but you're walkin' right past her You give it up, get it back, Turn around and ask her She don't talk back so you talk a little faster Winkin' in a snapshot, wavin' like a bigshot You're feelin' pretty good 'til you think you hear a gunshot Another punk outta junk, Breakin' in a pawn shop Cops yell freeze so you take another snapshot Ah ... it's New York Ah ... it's New York I guess everything my daddy told me was right When you're in the Big Apple Then you better learn to take a bite (HARP SOLO) I guess everything my daddy told me was right When you're in the Big Apple Then you better learn to take a bite Workin' in a hotel, workin for the housedick You stop a little girl who's pullin' in her own tricks Talk awhile, get a smile, Make another sidekick It won't last long but it beats feelin' homesick Jumpin' in a taxi, gotta see the band play It's on a little sidestreet, a little off of Broadway You make a turn, then you learn, You're goin' down the wrongway The cabby wants a tip 'cause he got you there the hard way Ah ... it's New York Ah ... it's New York Ah ... it's New York Ah ... it's New York