nyc is cold

i did something bad

i don't wanna talk about it

new york city is cold

to me

and the trains are fast

asleep

i like the way you

marry me

i saw you on the

tv

at the diner

i ordered

the usual

the usual

the usual

got a crush in the brain the brain

sinks down the drain

but i'm happy plain

old loving you

don't want nothing new

i did something bad

i don't wanna talk about it

you are sooo handsome

you held me for ransom