The Brendan Hines, “Miss New York”
“F*** you but thank you / May I ask who’s calling? / Run-throughs and JetBlues and beach volleyballing / Palm trees, exposed knees, I punched Mickey Rourke / But I miss New York…”
A friend put this on a mix for me a while ago, after I told him that flying home to LA from New York always made me a little sad.
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