The sirens in the city are just keeping you safe
But you don't seem too keen to let the breeze blow in
You got your fire escape,
You got your bottle of Jameson
Of all the broads in Brooklyn
You'd sure keep me in my place,
Skip the honeymoon and kick me straight in the face
I gotta go grab a coat
And keep you warm
Gotta go
Grab a coat, and keep you warm
Chorus:
You turn so quick in the city from a sage to a fool
Oh your highness, how's radio silence?This siren's for you
So ya took a train out to old New York
To see best of the best
And the worst of the worst
Loudmouths squinting from the cigarettes
Reminiscing ‘bout the books they've read, Yup, la di da
The trees in Tennessee were just keepin you sick
I know 23 was a son of a bitch
I gotta go, grab a coat and keep you warm
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