(+) Native New Yorker
New York girl ooh ooh ooh
Runnin' pretty New York City girl
Twenty-five, thirty-five
Hello baby New York City girl
You grew up ridin' the subways,
running with people
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady,
talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of
New York City
And love, love is just a passing word
It's the thought you had in a taxi cab
that got left on the curb
When he dropped you off at
East Eighty-Third
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
(You should know by now)
You're a native New Yorker New York girl
Music plays, everyone's dancin'
closer and closer
Makin' friends and findin' lovers
There you are lost in the shadows
Searchin' for someone (Searchin' for someone)
To set you free from New York City
And, whoa where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show
You were the star
When did it close?
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
No one opens the door
For a native New Yorker
(Runnin' pretty, New York City girl)
Ooh ooh ooh
Native, native, native New Yorker
Where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show
You are the star
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score
You should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker, oh, oh, oh
(Native, native, native, native New Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker
Whoa oh, ho, ho
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score
(Native, native, native, native New Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker
What you waitin' for, no one opens the door