New York Isn't Real

She taunts me with the tip of her tongue She haunts me with the breath of her lung All her promises I've hung She shimmers on the edge of my view All I want is an afternoon Have what she's having too I've seen movies And I've read books And they all told me Get a closer look New York New York isn't real That New York I've never been Still She dances in and out of my head Her stance is that I'm better off dead Be thankful my name's been said The offer to a kid Is the chance to say I did I know it's insipid I've heard music Gives me clues So with sadness I must Start spreading the news New York New York isn't real Old New York I've never been Still No more big displays No more broadway plays No more big displays No more broadway plays No more JFK Nothing there to stay No more New Year's Eve Nothing there to leave