I'm feeling rough but it's alright
The windows are open it's warm outside
I'm hearing voices through the doors
Whispering like you got, like, like, you got a secret
I'm hearing voices through the doors
Let's make us some money, New York, New York
So cheers to broken glasses
Cheers to broken hearts
I'll meet you at the dive bar
Summers here
We don't need to get that far
To get away
To get away
I'm hearing voices through the doors
Whispering like you got, like, like you got a secret
Smoke your cigarettes
Baby, it's the wild, wild west
So cheers to broken glasses
Cheers to broken hearts
I'll meet you at the dive bar
Summers here
We don't need to get that far
To get away
So cheers to broken glasses
Cheers to broken hearts
I'll meet you at the dive bar
Summers here
We don't need to get that far
To get away
So cheers to broken glasses
Cheers to broken hearts
I'll meet you at the dive bar
Summers here
We don't need to get that far
To get away
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