What A Cold Night In New York City lyrics
by Queen Kurtis
When I close my eyes you are all I see
You are all I see, You are all I see
When I start to cry, you are all I need�You are all I need, you are all I…
…Must confess babe
I have gone away
To protect myself
From you-ou-ou
I wasn’t hard to find
But you didn’t have the time
Did you? Did you?
Did you love m e too-oo? Oh
You left me in the morning so you could go buy me eggs
You left me in my mourning, I got on my knees and begged
You left me in the morning, I never saw the warning
And now it’s the corner
My body, you’re the coroner
You never told me that this wasn’t lo-o-ove
And I always felt like I was not e-no-o-ough
Yeah you never told me that this wasn’t lo-o-ove
And I always felt like I was not en-o-ough, oh
Look how he moves when he’s out on the dance floor
Into the groove, infecting him like cancer
Lighting the fuse, all your prayers will be answered
Just don’t hold out baby, you’ll be the dancer
What a cold night in New York city
You not being here is such a pity
Times Square just isn’t the same
When all I’ve got is you on my brain
What a cold night in New York city
Bowie on the radio makes it pretty
Penthouse view living at the top
Wondering if he’ll ever stop
Cuz u are so exceptional
Tell me whats your secret babe
Ill be your discretional
As long as you’ll forever stay oh x2
You left me in the morning so you could go buy me eggs
You left me in my mourning, I got on my knees and begged
You left me in the morning, I never saw the warning
And now it’s the corner
My body, you’re the coroner
You never told me that this wasn’t lo-o-ove
And I always felt like I was not e-no-o-ough
Yeah you never told me that this wasn’t lo-o-ove
And I always felt like I was not en-o-ough, oh
Look how he moves when he’s out on the dance floor
Into the groove, infecting him like cancer
Lighting the fuse, all your prayers will be answered
Just don’t hold out baby, you’ll be the dancer
What a cold night in New York city
You not being here is such a pity
Times Square just isn’t the same
When all I’ve got is you on my brain
What a cold night in New York city
Bowie on the radio makes it pretty
Penthouse view living at the top
Wondering if he’ll ever stop
Cuz u are so exceptional
Tell me whats your secret babe
Ill be your discretional
As long as you’ll forever stay oh x2
What a cold night, babe
Look at all the lights babe
I can see the cameras flashing
At you all night, babe