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Lovers under movie scene streetlights Kissing each other like he's coming home from war Crazies and taxis headed to the west side Blind man on a sidewalk is ba-ba-ba blowing his horn You make me feel like I'm on fire Skyscraper lights keep getting brighter The night is young, oh And I'm good and stoned And it's midnight in New York City And we can't go home Watching your lips move like they're in slow motion With your hand in my back pocket as we stumble down the street You make me happy without even knowing And you're pretty damn funny when you've had a few drinks You make me feel like I'm on fire Skyscraper lights keep getting brighter, yeah The night is young, oh-oh-oh We're good and stoned And it's midnight in New York City And we can't go home The night is young, oh And I'm good and stoned It's midnight in New York City And we can't go home It's midnight in New York City And we can't go home From Letras Mania