Please can we go away
Get out of here somehow today
To a place I've heard on the radio never sleeps
I'll get a job in a bar
And you can be a waitress
And serve cheap cigars
To fat mustachioed men in suits
You'll look cute
And f** what they say
And f** it if they talk
It really don't matter
We're going to New York
Oh hold on to me
I'm gonna get you out I'm gonna set you free
To a place I've heard on the radio never sleeps
I'll get a job in a bar
And you could be a waitress
And serve cheap cigars
To fat mustachioed men in suits
You'll look cute
And f** what they say
And f** it if they talk
It really don't matter
We're going to New York