A perfect model New York City
I feel alive and kinda pretty
On this sunny Sunday evening when no worries being done
I put my feet on the ground, you make self and turn around
As I pass an empty square, no one can see
‘Cause no one’s there
But when you walk on by through a city lights
I’m on fire, you’re like dynamite
You walk like a lion yellow man
I see myself holding your hand
You mesmerize me when I come undone
You warm me like the sun
Even your walk has its own groove
That draws me deeply into you
I don’t know where you’re coming from
You’ve got my heart beat like a drum
‘Cause when you walk on by through a city lights
Baby, I’m on fire, you’re like dynamite
Yeah, when you walk on by through a city lights
I’m on fire till you’re right on sight