Princess Of New York Lyrics

by the garbage cans the sitsin her hands she holds a plastic bagshe borrowed from the supermarkether eyes starring holes into the nightopen windows are her radioluxury for her backyard bedshe knows every storyof all the gloom and glorythis city wrote through all the yearsyou can't miss her cause she isalways talking to a mailboxwhispering secrets right intothe darkness where you can't hear herspeak or talk but believe me that she isthe princess of new yorkdown 5th avenue she walksdragging her body round the blocktrying to collect her mealthe parking meters are her friendsfor each one she' sgot a namehello eddie how are you today ?she knows every storyof all the gloom and glorythis city wrote through all the yearsall the yearsyou can't miss her cause she isalways talking to a mailboxwhispering secrets right intothe darkness where you can't hear herspeak or talk but believe me that she isthe princess of new yorkyou can't miss her cause she isalways talking to a mailboxwhispering secrets right intothe darkness where you can't hear herspeak or talk but believe me that she isthe princess of new york