On the streets of New York window shopping is all I can afford. Far away from the shore I grew up on with the one I'm longing for. I know she's somewhere, but I don't know where. I'm sure it's expensive and trendy. As for me, I don't belong here, I'm just not cool here. But I know she doesn't care. I will go all, all of the way, all at the push of a bu*ton. No matter how far, how far away, I don't care where I've got to go. I'm loving you, loving you today and for as long as you'll let me. No wonder I feel this way. On the streets of New York, sidewalk-shopping to kiss a little more. For to fight off the cold, I'll hold the bags you've collected at every store. If I know I'm somewhere, I want you to be there. I need some intensive attention just for me. I don't belong here, I'm just not cool here. But I know she doesn't care. I will go all, all of the way, all at the push of a bu*ton. No matter how far, how far away, I don't care where I've got to go. I'm loving you, loving you today and for as long as you'll let me. No wonder I feel this way. I will go all, all of the way, all at the push of a bu*ton. No matter how far, how far away, I don't care where I've got to go. I'm loving you, loving you today and for as long as you'll let me. No wonder I feel this way.