Another One Born in New York

by Marie Davon

Genre: Pop

Lyrics

I’m whatever I could be would be trying to find
Everything, everywhere, somewhere maybe to hide
Put your black clothes on, try the neon blonde, light up a lucky strike
Follow them downtown, blow a kiss, let it down, it won’t soothe you, right?

So if you’d rather have another
Don’t come to me, Don’t come to me
So if you’d rather have another
Don’t come to me, Don’t come to me

No wonder you had me stuck in the palm of your hand
Soft smooth arms, flawless charm, and a golden tan
Another one born in New York
Another one born in New York

You’re a hot-headed, cool tempered little doll of a girl
You’re a self-loving, treasure hunting little girl of a woman
Put your black clothes on, try the neon blonde, light up a lucky strike
Follow them downtown, blow a kiss, let it down, it won’t soothe you right.

So if you’d rather have another
Don’t come to me, Don’t come to me
So if you’d rather have another
Don’t come to me, Don’t come to me

No wonder you had me stuck in the palm of your hand
Soft smooth arms, flawless charm, and a golden tan
No wonder you had me stuck in the palm of your hand
Another one born in New York
Another one born in New York

So if you’d rather have another
Don’t come to me, Don’t come to me
So if you’d rather have another
Don’t come to me, Don’t come to me

Another one born in New York
Another one born in New York
Another one born in New York
Another one born in New York