New York City Speed

Dance to the rhythm, boy

And die young

But make sure we're having fun

And they say the year that radio died

It was in nineteen eighty five

And we got so messed up

Tune in

Make out

Break up

It's New York City speed

Come on

Get in

Hang on

It's New York City speed

Pass out

Wake up

And I won't let you down

Sing till your heart is sore

You want more

Like life played back in fast-forward

And I knew the year that video died

It was in nineteen ninety five

And we got so fucked up.....

Look good

Talk less

Act bad

It's New York City speed

Shut up

Put out

Come on

It's New York City speed

Dress up

Let go

And I won't let you down