Lyrics Le Butcherettes – New York
Text:
The air beneath my legs makes you suffocate
The tongue between your mouth makes me wanna rinse it out
Rinse it out, rinse it out, rinse it out
New York! New York! New York! New York!
The taste is dry like golden whiskey under your hate
It’s my time, it’s my time, it’s my time, it’s my now
New York! New York! New York! New York!
Ah ah ah ah…
New York!…
Album
Le Butcherettes – Le Butcherettes - Sin, Sin, Sin
Le Butcherettes – Mr. Tolstoi
Le Butcherettes – Empty Dimes
Le Butcherettes – Dress Off
Le Butcherettes – Tainted In Sin
Le Butcherettes – The Actress That Ate Rousseau
Le Butcherettes – I’m Getting Sick Of You
Le Butcherettes – All You See In Me Is Death
Le Butcherettes – Bang!
Le Butcherettes – The Leibniz Language
Le Butcherettes – Henry Don’t Got Love
Le Butcherettes – New York
Le Butcherettes – Tonight