Lyrics

She's got a copper colored snake with a diamond head
Keeps it in a fish tank by her bed
Little white mice are all it's fed
She's a New York City girl

Her clothes are black and her skin is pale
Tops about a hundred on the bathroom scale
Mixes her tequila with ginger ale
She's a New York City girl

I saw her one night in a crowded bar
I saw her one day in a subway car
She doesn't really give a shit who you are
She's a New York City girl

Lives in an apartment on the basement floor
Has a little boyfriend but he's such a bore
Gets her designer clothing from the Goodwill store
She's a New York City girl

Has black nail polish painted on her toes
Has Iggy Pop playing on the stereo
While she has a little fling with a girl named Rose
She's a New York City girl

She wears a black leather choker made from buffalo hide
She would free herself from bondage but her hands are tied
She's the Holly Golightly of the Lower East Side
She's a New York City Girl