and new york was great and we loved it all and new york was great and we loved it all but time was riding fast upon my shoulders what a shame what a shame what a shame the nighttime was painted black with fun the nighttime was painted black with fun but all the time the light shone through it all what a drag what a drag what a drag and in bars drunk we knew it all and in bars drunk we knew it all and promises we spilled out in the night what a trip what a trip what a trip and the stars we plucked from great black skies and the stars we plucked from new york skies we placed them all in front of us and laughed what a trip what a trip what a trip