They got cars big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It´s no place for the old
When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome; you were pretty
Queen of New York City when the band finished playing they yelled out for more
Sinatra was swinging; all the drunks they were singing.
We kissed on a corner
then danced through the night.
And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day….
Perhaps it’s that NSFW next verse that keeps ’em off the Muzak at Walgreens.