Hangin' out with Lars down on 6th street
He knew that I was in trouble
I was feeling much like the devil
There was something burnin' deep 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 passin' by but none of them 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
There was 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 people go home from work
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd. and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them 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?
There was something burning deep inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
Those girls took us to the funhouse
I don't wanna be alone again
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comHangin' on the corner of 52nd. and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem to go my way
New York City well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia...