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Originally by Rancid
Me and Lars down on 6th street
he knew that I was in trouble
Feeling much like the devil
Something burnin' inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
These girls took us to the funhouse
Where we played a lonely pinball machine
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars pass by but none of 'em seem to go my way
New York City, well, I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia
I'm having a hard time understanding
It gets all too demanding
she's all gone and I'm stranded
Something burning deep inside of me
All I know it's 4 o'clock and
She ain't never showed up and
I watched a thousand come home from work
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars pass by but none of 'em seem to go my way
New York City, well, I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia
How many times will it take me
Before I go crazy
Before I lose everything
Something burning deep inside
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
These girls took me to the funhouse
I don't wanna be alone again
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars pass by but none of 'em seem to go my way
New York City, well, I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia