I took a trip to Harlem to see where my lonely angel's
gone, all winter long
Now where'd she get those wings from and my god from
where'd she get those limelight colored eyes.
I know, you know this is just a dream, but come friday
night that angel's gonna wake me, and then the only
thing
I'll want in this whole world, is for her to be my New
York
City Summergirl
This must be what true love's like, she's flowing up
and down and round my simple mind, from far beyond
the ocean the siren's cry: "Run, my chicken run, down
rainbow one"
She's blowing kisses in my dreams, they settle down
upon
my shivering sailor heart, they tell me just where I
need to
be, and now I'm pretty sure the city's the place to
start.
I know you were never meant to be walking with me in
the
cold on the New atreet, still the only thing I want in
this whole
world, is you to be ny New York City Summergirl
New York, you're my New York Summergirl
These days, won't come round no more I'm sure, so baby
let's fall in love
I've taken that long way round, to meet you in your
prime,
darling, just let your hair down low, baby, and dance
like
you'll dance no more
New York, you're my New York Summergirl
You know, it's your heart I'm gunning for
"The taste of fruit from distant gardens makes it hard,
I can't deny, to fall in love on monday morning, with
the
plain red dirt, dressed up all in white"