Reluctant stoners on the West Side
Wondering how to spend a Friday night
Well why don't we get all dolled up
And take some pictures of our friends
Well there's a warehouse out in Brooklyn
But I don't really want to go
I'm not much of a dancer
And besides I don't have anything to wear
Well I've been sweating on the subway to meet my boyfriend uptown
I try not to think too much about you
But it's always summer underground
When just last year I used to wander
Like a tourist through Times Square
I lost that feeling for a while
But I get it back when you smile
And I guess I could be free if I wanted
I can close my eyes and count to ten
But teenage girls are taking over
And I wanna run away from them
I spent a night in his bedroom
But I don't really understand his eyes
So, so what if I'm still lonely
If he keeps me warm and I'm alive
So if you want to come I can't stop you
New York really isn't mine
And I can't promise you that I've changed
Only grown older with time
But I've got a bed and a pillow
And you can sleep against the wall
If you promise you don't hold me
I can promise I won't fall in love with you
New York makes me wanna vomit
New York makes me want to scream
But New York tries to keep me honest
And I can walk the streets for free
And I guess I could be free if I wanted
I can close my eyes and count to ten