Summer In New York

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I've got no destination

And I'm sipping on my tea

I've got all day long

Just to walk down the street

I start on Second Avenue

Making my way downtown to you

Maybe I'll make a stop at Bang Bang

Get myself a new tattoo

Then I find me a secret garden

And I sit down with my book

But I'm not planning on reading

I'm just here to have a look

At people in and out of stores

Maybe she's an entrepreneur

Maybe he just got off a tour

The many characters of summer in New York

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There's a man across the street

With the best smile I've ever seen

I put my book away

And walk over to him in my blue jeans

We start to talk about something

Then I suggest we get a drink

Let's bike over the bridge to Brooklyn

You tell me, what do you think?

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We dance until we hit the floor

I think we should head out the door

Then we meet up with friends for more

All of the promises of summer in New York

(summer in New York)

(summer in New York)

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Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da

We dance until we hit the floor

I think we should head out the door

Then we meet up with friends for more

All of the promises of summer in New York

(summer in New York)

(summer in New York)