Lyrics

I couldn't look away from those lovely eyes
Bet all my money when your face met mine
Through the noise, that busy street had me smiling at my feet
Out the window, city lights, brings it all back to me

All my focus went when you caught my eye
You flipped your hair and looked at me, my heart leapt twice
All my movements frozen still, in a movie, is this real?
Butterflies in my lungs, take my breath, give me chills

Maybe I'm not thinking clearly
Middle of Manhattan is messing with my feelings
What's the harm? I'm only dreaming
Of a boy who lives in New York City

So, you're a New York City boy
Something for my eyes to enjoy
These feelings hit me badly
But to be fair, you're really kind of pretty

New York City boy
Play it straight, act coy
I don't know what your game is
You're making me nervous
You might be perfect

I can't get enough of that stupid smile
1, 2, 3, 4 I blush and get shy
Look at you making me pink, bite my lip, and clench my teeth
Put this in the record book: "already staring in my dreams"

The talk's true girls are crazy
But I swear if we try, I'll be your Central Park baby
Tangled in a mess of maybe's
But I don't really care 'cause who could blame me?

'Cause you're a New York City boy
Something for my eyes to enjoy
These feelings hit me badly
But to be fair, you're really kind of pretty

New York City boy
Play it straight, act coy
I don't know what your game is
You're making me nervous
You might be perfect

Now I will keep my eyes wide open
Finding, losing, scanning, hoping
Times Square lights can be so blinding
But somehow your eyes still find me

New York City boy
Something for my eyes to enjoy
Right place, wrong time
In another life, you could be all mine

New York City boy
My picture-perfect pretty boy
You make me nervous
But, New York boy, we could be perfect