ニューヨーク - Emi Meyer (エミ・マイヤー)

Packing my life into my car

Moving to east LA

That's where the suns up in the sky

But it's just not the same

Not like the time you left me

Stand in the Bronx

2 in the morning

Couldn't get a cab to stop

I never been so cold

It hurt me just to breath

New York I love it when you're mean

When you're mean to me

Break out the shorts go to the gym

Nobody wears long sleeves

Everyone's tan sculpted and thin

Outta the magazines

Not like the 7 train

On a Monday after 5

Knocking old ladies down

Just to make it home alive

Stuck in the subway

Like a can of sardines

New York I love it when you're mean

Can't believe I never stopped to notice

The million little lights

Inside of every one

Somebody's little life

Who needs the stars

When you got all these apartments

Shining in the night

Never seen such a sight

Some other cities may be easy on the eyes

Picture yourself living there

Happy till you die

But nobody said

Life's supposed to be a breeze

New York I love it when you're mean

New York you're exactly as you seem

New York if you don't like it you can leave

New York I love it when you're mean

When you're mean to me