my best memories were made in my time here Don't be sad or broken hearted. Spread my ashes in the shoe department. Everybody knows that's where I wanna be. Jimmy Choo choo, Saks FifthAvenue. For
walking down FifthAvenue. A walking cane here at my side. I take it everywhere I walk. I'm an Englishman in New York. I'm an alien I'm a legal alien. I'm an Englishman in New York. I'm an alien I'm a legal
I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear. I like my toast done on one side. And you can hear it in my accent when I talk. I'm an Englishman in New York. See me walking down FifthAvenue. A walking
separate ways but we meet in the middle. Don't see eye to eye but we're hand in hand. A blue blooded woman and a redneck man She's Saks FifthAvenue perfection. Caviar and dignified. Well, I live my life
busses keep you thin. Now New York is simply ducky. Give it back to the Indians Take all the reds. On the boxes made for soap. Whites on FifthAvenue. Blues down in Wall Street, losing hope. Big
I don't drink coffee I take tea, my dear. I like my toast done on one side. And you can hear it in my accent when I talk,. I'm an Englishman in New York. . You see me walking down FifthAvenue
too much, beaten down. What in the world are you thinkin' of?. You can't make love. . . You can go through the motions with your magic spells. Buy all the potions that FifthAvenue sells. You can
). You don't need me!. . Everyone knows that I'm just. Second hand rose. From second avenue!. (ya can't beat the egg-creams!). Good! Second avenue!. (there is more between me. And fifthavenue, I
). You don't need me!. . Everyone knows that I'm just. Second hand rose. From second avenue!. (ya can't beat the egg-creams!). Good! Second avenue!. (there is more between me. And fifthavenue, I
). You don't need me!. . Everyone knows that I'm just. Second hand rose. From second avenue!. (ya can't beat the egg-creams!). Good! Second avenue!. (there is more between me. And fifthavenue, I
). You don't need me!. . Everyone knows that I'm just. Second hand rose. From second avenue!. (ya can't beat the egg-creams!). Good! Second avenue!. (there is more between me. And fifthavenue, I
We're driving slow. Through the snow. On fifthavenue. And right now radio's. All that we can hear. . Now we ain't talked since we left. It's so overdue. It's cold outside. But between us
