new amsterdam in me
the aftermath is sweet
it goes down easily
you never let me live my, my fantasy
think it over, think think it over again, that's right
this call might last into the night
turn it over, turn turn it over again, once more
you think, i turn, you drink, i pour
i think i need some sleep
these wolves have killed my sheep
these wives are hungry
you always call me on my, my fantasy
think it over, think think it over again, that's right
we might all lose some sleep tonight
turn it over, turn turn it over again, once more
you think, i turn, you drink, i pour
i am awake again it's pouring
it's 2AM again in the morning
all of my friends sleep in california
new amsterdam is nice, but it's boring