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Texty: The Strokes. New York City Cops.

(Oh I meant, ah no I didn't mean that at all)
Here in the streets so merchanised
Rise to the bottom of the meaning of life
Studied all the rules I don't want no part
But I let you in just to break this heart
Even though it was only one night
It was fucking strange

Nina's in the bedroom
She said time to go now
But leaving it ain't easy
I got to let go
I got to let go
And the hours they ran slow
I said everynight she just can't stop saying
New York City cops
New York City cops
New York City cops
They ain't too smart
New York City cops
New York City cops
New York City cops
They ain't too smart

Kill me now cause I let you down
I swear one day I'm going to leave this town
Stop. Yes I'm leaving
Cause it just won't work
They act like Romans but they dress like Turks
Sometime in your prime
See me I like the summertime (but hey)

Nina's in the bedroom
She said time to go now
But leaving it ain't easy
I got to let go
I got to let go oh
Trapped in an apartment
She would not let them get her
She wrote it in a letter
I got to come clean
The authorities they've seen
Darling I'm somewhere in between
I said everynight, she just can't stop saying
New York City cops
New York City cops
New York City cops
They ain't too smart
New York City cops
New York City cops
New York City cops
They ain't too smart