packin my life into my car
moving to east LA
thats where the suns up in the sky
but its just not the same
not like the time you left me
standed in the Bronx
2 in the morning
couldnt get a cab to stop
i never been so cold
it hurt me just to breath
New York
I love it when youre mean
when youre mean to me
break out the shorts go to the gym
nobody wears long sleeves
everyones tan sculpted and thin
outta the magazines
not like the 7 train
on a Monday after 5
knocking old ladies down
just to make it home alive
stuck in the subway
like a can of sardines
New York
I love it when youre mean
cant believe
i never stopped to notice
the million little lights
inside of every one
somebodys little life
who nees the stars
when you got all these apartments
shining in the night
never seen such a sight
some other cities may be easy
on the eyes
picture youself living there
happy till you die
but nobody said
lifes supposed to be a breeze
New York
I love it when youre mean
New York
youre exactly as you seem
New York
if you dont like it you can leave
New York
i love it when youre mean
when youre mean to me