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Odyssey

Genres: R&B

Native New Yorker Lyrics - Odyssey

New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh 

 

Runnin' pretty, New York City girl 

25, 35, hello, baby 

New York City girl 

 

You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people 

Up in Harlem, down on Broadway 

You're no tramp, but you're no lady 

Talkin' that street talk 

You're the heart and soul of New York City 

 

And love 

Love is just a passing word 

It's the thought that you had 

In a taxicab that got left on the curb 

When he dropped you off at East 83rd 

 

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Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh) 

You're a native New Yorker 

You should know the score by now (You should know by now) 

You're a native New Yorker 

 

New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh 

 

Music plays, everyone's dancin' closer and closer 

Makin' friends and findin' lovers 

There you are, lost in the shadows 

Searchin' for someone (Searchin' for someone) 

To set you free from New York City 

 

And, whoa 

Where did all those yesterdays go? 

When you still believed 

Love could really be like a Broadway show 

You were the star, when did it close? 

 

Photos 

 

Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh) 

You're a native New Yorker 

No one opens the door 

For a native New Yorker 

(Runnin' pretty, New York City girl) 

 

Ooh, ooh, ooh 

Native, native, native, ooh 

 

Where did all those yesterdays go? 

When you still believed 

Love could really be like a Broadway show 

You were the star 

 

You're a native New Yorker 

You should know the score by now 

You're a native New Yorker 

You should know the score 

You should know the score by now 

You're a native New Yorker 

Oh, oh, oh 

(Native, native, native, native New Yorker) 

You're a native New Yorker 

 

Whoa, oh-oh-oh 

You're a native New Yorker 

You should know the score 

(Native, native, native, native New Yorker) 

You're a native New Yorker 

 

What you waitin' for? 

No one opens the door 

(You're a native New Yorker) 

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