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RYAN ADAMS >> Merchandise Links
RYAN ADAMS
Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July I had a firecracker waiting to blow Breakin' like a rocket who was makin' its way Ro the cities of Mexico Lived in an apartment out on avenue a I had a tar hut on the corner of 10th Had myself a lover who was finer than gold But I've been broken up and busted up since And love don't play any games with me, anymore Like she did before The world won't wait, so I better shake That thing right out there through the door Hell, I still love you, New York Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place When I was drunk and I was thinking of you Everyday the children they were singing their tunes Out on the streets and you could hear from inside Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd I would wait for you and I'd try to hide And love won't play any games with me, anymore If you don't won't it to The world won't wait and I watched you shake But honey, I don't blame you Hell, I still love you New York
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