Hangin' out with Lars down on 6th Street
He knew I was in trouble
I was feeling much like the devil
There was something burnin' deep inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
These girls took us to the funhouse
Where we played a lonely pinball machine
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way
New York City - well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia...
I'm having a hard time understanding
It gets all too demanding
She's all gone and I'm stranded
Something burning deep inside of me
All I know it's 4'o'clock and
She ain't never showed up
And I watched a thousand people go home from work
How many times will it take me
Before I go crazy
Before I lose everything
Something burning deep inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
Those girls took us to the funhouse
I don't wanna be alone again
Hangin on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin by, but none of them seem to go my way
New York City, well I wish I was on the highway
Back to Olympia
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