3 acessos
If you must drive slow, please let me by
I hate driving 'round here
Trouble seems to follow me close whenever I'm near
New York City at the docks of the longshoreman's pier
It leaves a dirty taste in my mouth
I left and didn't care North from South
I can see it now you're fadin' out
Fadin' out, fadin out, fadin out, fadin' out
I hate the city where the uptown people get high
But rock-n-roll clubs are sure getting harder to find
And when I'm there I don't care
I just try to get by
It leaves a dirty taste in my mouth
I left and didn't care North from South
I can see it now you're fadin' out
Fadin' out, fadin' out, fadin' out, fadin' out