Just one more tear to cryOne teardrop from my eyeYou better save it forThe middle of the nightWhen things aren't black and whiteEnter, TroubadourRemember twenty-four?
And when I'm back in New York, I feel itAnother version of me, I was in itI wave goodbye to the end of beginning
This poem has started nowAnd you're just finding outNow isn't that a laugh?A major sacrificeBut clueless at the dreamEnter, Kendra JeanJust trust me, you'll be fine
And when I'm back in New York, I feel itAnother version of me, I was in itI wave goodbye to the end of beginning(Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye)
You take the man out of the city, not the city out the manYou take the man out of the city, not the city out the manYou take the man out of the city, not the city out the manYou take the man out of the
And when I'm back in New York, I feel itAnother version of me, I was in itOh, I wave goodbye to the end of beginning(Goodbye, goodbye)