New York The Kills

[Verse 1]
Wait for me, stay for me
You medicate my bad days
Hit all my highways
Speed for me, bleed for me
Steal me away from all the bad guys
'Cause I'm nice

[Pre-Chorus]
Down here on the Bowery
The city's got me feelin' high
Got me where you want me
In your midnight eye
Always remember, honey
When you need a ride
You got me, got me, got me going'
Got me runnin' wild, 'cause

[Chorus]
Yeah, you taste just like New York
Before a storm takes hold
You race likе you are high and armed
And I'm alarmed
But, yеah, I bust my lips on yours
How sweet, the night is dark enough
We're only seeing stars