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City Boy - New York Times
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Turning pages. glancing through the classified The whole night's sleep was in my eyes Spilling coffee on my shoes, I noticed you Saw it all in black and white: "The Broadway Girl Makes Good Tonight" Then some old friend decides to phone To ask me how I got to know Read it in the New York Times It was a smile I recognized With an unfamiliar- name and another fool by your side And it really hurt my pride Cause it's a bitch to realize You're only second prize, just another New York time Sunday afternoon, and those old movies make me cry I'II never know the reasons why Don't know why I waste my time recalling lines From a letter by the bed, much better left unread But old times come on back again when you Think you heard the last of them I read it in the New York Times It was a smile I recognized With an unfamiliar name and another fool by your side And it really hurt my pride Cause it's a bitch realize You're only second prize. just another New York time
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