Luyện nghe bài hát Native New Yorker

New York style, style, style,
New City
New York City
New City
New York City
You grew up ridin' the subways, runnin' people
Up in Harlem, on Broadway
You're no tramp, but no lady
Talkin' street talk
the heart and soul of New York City
And love, love is just a passing (passing word)
It's the you had in a taxi cab that got left on the curb (left on
the curb)
When he dropped you off at and the Third
Oh, oh, oh
a native New Yorker (New York City girl)
You know the score by now
You're a native New (New York City girl)
The music plays, everyone's closer and closer
Makin' friends and findin'
There you are lost in the shadows, searchin' for
To set you free New York City
And oh, where did all yesterdays go (yesterdays go)
When you still believed love could be like a Broadway show (like a
show)
You were the star, when did it
Oh, oh, oh
You're a native New (New York City girl)
No hope is the door
For a native New Yorker (New City girl)
Oh, oh, oh
a native New Yorker (New York City girl)
You know the score by now
a native New Yorker
New City
New York girl
New City
New City girl
New York
New York City
New City
New York girl