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New York City Girl E​.​P

by Simon Taylor & The Sundowners

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Let me tell you 'bout a girl who floats 'round this old town and my mind She's got gypsy eyes and raven's hair, she's dressed in leather that fits her just right She keeps the sad sacks at a distance and they wonder what they're missing and why But she doesn't see them in her eyes as the liquor flows throughout the night in style I was in her eyeline once, we spent some nights just talking, it was nice Then I blew my little cool, before I knew it she was out of sight She travelled 'cross the Big Pond, to teach some kids some sing-song and dance But she kept us in the picture with her Instagram and scripture of jive. She's a New York City Girl, she goes at ninety miles per hour 'round my world She's a New York City Girl, she's got the rhythm of the city in her soul She's a New York City Girl, hits the sidewalks in her pretty winter coat She's a New York City Girl, so refined and always busy on the go Now she's back in town and with her retinue around she's still the same Hitting town again on a night that never ends to dull the pain The shadows of the city hang too heavy on her pretty brow, my friend So she's off to some utopia where there's booze and pills and dope and you're not there She's a New York City Girl, she goes at ninety miles per hour 'round my world She's a New York City Girl, she's got the rhythm of the city in her soul She's a New York City Girl, I'm de Niro, you're Minelli, that's the show She's a New York City Girl, dressed like Hepburn A at Tiffany & Co And I'm counting on the day when you come 'round my way And we'll find ourselves a little hideaway In Brooklyn Heights we'll play and there we'll hear the strains Of a little song I wrote today New York City Girl, New York City Girl, New York City Girl New York City Girl, New York City Girl, New York City Girl New York City Girl, New York City Girl, New York City Girl New York City Girl, New York City Girl, New York City Girl
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It's four in the morning, my fever's running high I've got a sweet senorita deep-breathing in my ear And fifty types of evil on my mind, It's a crime. I can't quite believe it, she's twisting me inside She's telling me things that I don't want to hear While fixing me another glass of wine, Looking fine. Hollywood Smile The girl's got style Hollywood Smile I wanna make you mine It's four in the morning, my future's in disgrace She's showing me places I don't want to go While swinging her new handbag in my face, It leaves a trace I try to be rescued by a taxi in the rain But she's squeezing me tightly in her little night-piece I can't find a polite way to escape, What a date Hollywood Smile The girl's got style Hollywood Smile I wanna make you mine Ooh aah, when you're running with a star The girl's gonna drive you wild My bad she's making me sad But I can't get enough of her, can't get enough of her, Can't get enough of her Hollywood Smile Ooh aah, when you're running with a star The girl's gonna drive you wild My bad she's making me sad But I can't get enough of her, can't get enough of her, Can't get enough of her Hollywood Smile Hollywood Smile Hollywood Smile Hollywood Smile...
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As I follow you 'round les rues de Paris Melancholy holds the clue to our sad fate I can't stand to be alone but I lost my phone As soon as I waved you goodbye on the San Pancras line On a moonlit night of blue And the quarter suits me fine pour cinque minutes Saint Germain drinks in style but I'm so tired Will I ever find that fantasy I had in mind When I blew all my hard-earned cash to mix with Eurotrash On the boulevards of truth? Where can I find the true heart of the mystery? Where can I spy on you with sun beaming down on me? I can't find you here at all, Just my sweet insanity Poring over every empty stall As I follow you 'round les rues de Paris This ennui won't go away, that's my sad fate And the pretty Ile de St Louis is calling out your name Down Rue Poulletier I see visions appear But there's nothing there again Where can I find the true heart of the mystery? Where can I spy on you with sun beaming down on me? I can't find you here at all, Just my sweet insanity Poring over every empty stall Where can I find the true heart of the mystery? Where can I spy on you with sun beaming down on me? I can't find you here at all, Just my sweet insanity Poring over every empty stall Where I can find the true spark of the mystery? Where can I write my new Parisian symphony? I can't find a line to call To resolve my misery Walking 'til the night turns blue
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Adieu 03:54
I fell so far down when you kicked my poor old heart around You kept me hanging on with a stray text sent at the crack of dawn But you had your girls and your dumb friends to call upon Now they're finding out that you're untrue your luck is out. Adieu, Monsieur, I think we can be sure You are a failure You were once my king with your sweet little looks and your diamond ring But I grew to find that underneath you were not so fine It was plain to see that you had no feelings for me So I've shut the door on you my cold ex-paramour Adieu, Monsieur, I think we can be sure You are a failure Adieu, Monsieur, I think we can be sure Your heart is not pure You can't break me, this road will take me To where I need to be and you won't share my destiny You won't replace me so take it gracefully When I succeed you won't be pleased to see me singing my "adieu" So I'm moving on with my eyes on the prize and you off my mind You can see I'm strong when you put your peeping glasses on But I don't look back 'cos the future's bright and your heart is black All I say to you is study this song for the clue Adieu, Monsieur, Adieu, Failure Adieu, Monsieur, Adieu, Loser.

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released December 4, 2015

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Simon Taylor & The Sundowners Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK

Simon Taylor & The Sundowners were a Latin/funk/jazz 5-piece from Newcastle upon Tyne, England. With Ivel Goverda also featuring on vocals, as well as Simon they recorded an E.p ("New York City Girl", 2015) & l.p ("Continental Girl", 2013). Simon Taylor (guitar, vocals) Paul Taylor (piano), Jon Forster (drums), Pete Morris & Jamie Shields (bass), Simon Coleman (percussion), Eddie Bellis (trombone) ... more

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