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New York Girl
I'm a New York girl
Born and raised in a New York world
Restless under the lights of the city
Crazy just like the city's crowd
Blending in perfectly well
In the melting pot
Of nationalities
And religions
Yet the melting pot hasn't
Melted my heart
Still reluctant and stubborn about playing this part
A New York girl stuck like a worm
Within this Big Apple
I'm a jungle kind of girl
And I love concrete
I love the sound of
The street beneath my feet
But can do without
The sounds of gunshots
The boys with canes
And that special holiday
Where a girl can't wear red
Or
She might get shot
She might get
Some boy
Initiated
Accepted
With the Bloods
Or the Crips
Take your pick
So
Can't I build my Empire somewhere else?
Ready to be a Southern belle
Where sand and sky collide
And I won't mind
Seeing stars instead of night lights
But I won't leave
All of New York behind
They say the city never sleeps...
And neither do I
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I've lived in New York my whole life. Now I'm ready to migrate, like a butterfly, to someplace new.