New York girl, ooh ooh ooh Runnin' pretty, New York City girl

Twenty-five, thirty-five

Hello baby, New York City girl You grew up riding 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 you had in a taxi cab

That got left on the curb

When he dropped you off at East 83rd 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 dancing closer and closer

Making friends and finding lovers

There you are lost in the shadows searching 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 are the star, win the applause 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 New Yorker Where did all those yesterdays go

When you still believed

Love could really be like a Broadway show

You are 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 New Yorker)

You're a native New Yorker Whoa, oh ho ho, you're a native New Yorker

You should know the score

(Native, native, native new Yorker)

You're a native New Yorker What you waiting for, no one opens the door

(You're a native New Yorker)

For a native, for a native New Yorker