Lyrics:

Got to get away from here... Got to get away from all these thinkers... drinking up my thoughts again Got to get away from here... Got to get away from all these choosers, losers... all my best of friends Sit back New York City You're not cute but you're oh so pretty When the rain comes you fall up again... SUNNY... You are a part of me SUNNY... You are the heart of me Got to get away from here... Got to get away from all these people who need people... You know it really makes me sick Got to get away from here... Got to get away from expectations, recreations, just for the sake of it Sit back New York City You're not cute but you're oh so pretty When the rain comes you fall up again... SUNNY... You are a part of me SUNNY... You are the heart of me Sit back New York City You're not cute but you're oh so pretty When the rain falls you come up again Sit back New York City friend... Got to get away from here... Got to get away from what I'm thinking...I'm thinking...it's too much for anyone... Got to get away from here... Got get away from what you're drinking... you're drinking...so I'll take another one...