| Song | New York City Girl |
| Artist | John Waite |
| Album | Downtown: Journey of a Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Burtnik, Waite | |
| There's diamonds in the avenue | |
| As the dayshift turns to night | |
| In the Empire dinner dreaming | |
| Hard rain, fluorescent lights | |
| As the waitress fills my coffee cup | |
| And the working girls go by | |
| Drenched Irish Cops are dreaming sex | |
| And peep show alibis | |
| Everything underneath the skyline | |
| From the east side to the west | |
| I see the miracles in real time | |
| And there's one I've loved the best | |
| See there's an angel on the D train | |
| As she's flying to my world | |
| And I'm waiting for a N.Y.C. girl | |
| Times Square looks like Avalon | |
| In a Disney morphine dream | |
| Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk | |
| At the counter next to me | |
| I wake up in the bed sometimes | |
| And watch her as she sleeps | |
| In the silence and the sirens | |
| I pray her soul to keep | |
| Chorus | |
| The catherine wheel burns bright tonight | |
| Down on the avenue | |
| But nowhere near as bright, my love | |
| As the fire that burns for you | |
| Everything underneath the skyline | |
| From the east side to the west | |
| Of the lives I've lived and those I've known | |
| There is one I've loved the best | |
| See there's an angel on the C train | |
| As she's flying to my world | |
| And I'm waiting for a N.Y.C. girl | |
| And I'm waiting for a N.Y.C. girl |
| zuo ci : Burtnik, Waite | |
| There' s diamonds in the avenue | |
| As the dayshift turns to night | |
| In the Empire dinner dreaming | |
| Hard rain, fluorescent lights | |
| As the waitress fills my coffee cup | |
| And the working girls go by | |
| Drenched Irish Cops are dreaming sex | |
| And peep show alibis | |
| Everything underneath the skyline | |
| From the east side to the west | |
| I see the miracles in real time | |
| And there' s one I' ve loved the best | |
| See there' s an angel on the D train | |
| As she' s flying to my world | |
| And I' m waiting for a N. Y. C. girl | |
| Times Square looks like Avalon | |
| In a Disney morphine dream | |
| Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk | |
| At the counter next to me | |
| I wake up in the bed sometimes | |
| And watch her as she sleeps | |
| In the silence and the sirens | |
| I pray her soul to keep | |
| Chorus | |
| The catherine wheel burns bright tonight | |
| Down on the avenue | |
| But nowhere near as bright, my love | |
| As the fire that burns for you | |
| Everything underneath the skyline | |
| From the east side to the west | |
| Of the lives I' ve lived and those I' ve known | |
| There is one I' ve loved the best | |
| See there' s an angel on the C train | |
| As she' s flying to my world | |
| And I' m waiting for a N. Y. C. girl | |
| And I' m waiting for a N. Y. C. girl |
| zuò cí : Burtnik, Waite | |
| There' s diamonds in the avenue | |
| As the dayshift turns to night | |
| In the Empire dinner dreaming | |
| Hard rain, fluorescent lights | |
| As the waitress fills my coffee cup | |
| And the working girls go by | |
| Drenched Irish Cops are dreaming sex | |
| And peep show alibis | |
| Everything underneath the skyline | |
| From the east side to the west | |
| I see the miracles in real time | |
| And there' s one I' ve loved the best | |
| See there' s an angel on the D train | |
| As she' s flying to my world | |
| And I' m waiting for a N. Y. C. girl | |
| Times Square looks like Avalon | |
| In a Disney morphine dream | |
| Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk | |
| At the counter next to me | |
| I wake up in the bed sometimes | |
| And watch her as she sleeps | |
| In the silence and the sirens | |
| I pray her soul to keep | |
| Chorus | |
| The catherine wheel burns bright tonight | |
| Down on the avenue | |
| But nowhere near as bright, my love | |
| As the fire that burns for you | |
| Everything underneath the skyline | |
| From the east side to the west | |
| Of the lives I' ve lived and those I' ve known | |
| There is one I' ve loved the best | |
| See there' s an angel on the C train | |
| As she' s flying to my world | |
| And I' m waiting for a N. Y. C. girl | |
| And I' m waiting for a N. Y. C. girl |