And New York was great and we loved it all And New York was great and we loved it all But time was riding fast upon my shoulders What a shame What a shame What a shame The nighttime was painted black with fun The nighttime was painted black with fun But all the time the light shone it through it all What a drag What a drag What a drag And in bars drunk we knew it all
And promises we spilled out in the night And promises we spilled out in the night What a trip What a trip What a trip And the stars we plucked from great black skies And the stars we plucked from new york skies We placed them all in front of us and laughed What a trip What a trip What a trip