[00:00.000] 作曲 : Steve Guiles, Eric Shouse, Ben Eggehorn
[00:18]Los Angeles， she is a lady,
[00:24]All dresses up, for a riot.
[00:28]With a handle remote control,
[00:32]She is flipping stations,
[00:35]Watching car chasings,
[00:40]Watching car chasings.
[00:48]Seattle, she is lonely,
[00:53]Waiting in the northern worlds,
[00:58]Soaking wet and grief,
[01:03]Drinking caffeine.
[01:26]New York, New York,
[01:32]She is resilliant(???) and rough.
[01:36]Hanging out under the street lights,
[01:40]And laughing,
[01:45]And laughing, laughing,
[01:50]laughing at the days that come.
[01:56]She is laughing, laughing,
[02:02]laughing at the days that come.
[02:06]San Francisco, she wears fish nets,
[02:12]And high high heels.
[02:16]With the lips, open wide,
[02:21]As she breath, out of sight.
[02:26]Moving slowly down the street,
[02:31]With her back, to the east,
[02:35]With a heart on her sleeve,
[02:40]And her face to the sea.
[02:46]With a heart on her sleeve,
[02:51]And her face,
[02:57]to the sea.

作曲 : Steve Guiles, Eric Shouse, Ben Eggehorn
Los Angeles， she is a lady,
All dresses up, for a riot.
With a handle remote control,
She is flipping stations,
Watching car chasings,
Watching car chasings.
Seattle, she is lonely,
Waiting in the northern worlds,
Soaking wet and grief,
Drinking caffeine.
New York, New York,
She is resilliant(???) and rough.
Hanging out under the street lights,
And laughing,
And laughing, laughing,
laughing at the days that come.
She is laughing, laughing,
laughing at the days that come.
San Francisco, she wears fish nets,
And high high heels.
With the lips, open wide,
As she breath, out of sight.
Moving slowly down the street,
With her back, to the east,
With a heart on her sleeve,
And her face to the sea.
With a heart on her sleeve,
And her face,
to the sea.