Lyrics: Mark George Hadji Paraskevas
Music: Mark George Hadji Paraskevas
She a stuck-up girl
Living in an uptown world
She don't even go to Brooklyn
Live right off the 4 and she never took it
I told her l'm in Queens
She said she'll pack a bag for it
Cause it's right by the airport
So can you take me somewhere pretty, like Fiji?(ooh)
I start to shake when New York City is freezing (ooh)
I get a taste of something real, and it's fleeting (ooh)
I wanna share it with you
Ooh
Ooh
So it's fly by night
Anytime l'm by her side
She'd never be caught alive with a guy like me
For her it's only JFK
They renovated LGA
She said Miami ain't enough for me
Show me that your love got wings
So can you take me somewhere pretty, like Fiji?(ooh)
I start to shake when New York City is freezing (ooh)
I get a taste of something real, and it's fleeting (ooh)
I wanna share it with you
Ooh
Ooh