Counting the ways it might have gone down
Do you remember me at all
I’d see you hanging out
But I’d never met a girl like you
I know what I doing now
Better watch out
What is so great about new york city?
Everyone talks and acts the same
We all run into
Men of a certain type
Who just don’t know how to draw the line
They’re only trying to hide
A bad side
Wherever a dream lives on
Maybe in time we follow along
That’s what I’m counting on