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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Esther Phillips
Vocals
Ernie Watts
Tenor Saxophone
Peter Christlieb
Tenor Saxophone
Augie Johnson
Background Vocals
James Gilstrap
Background Vocals
Myrna Matthews
Background Vocals
Stephanie Spruill
Background Vocals
Nathaniel Phillips
Bass Guitar
Armand Kaproff
Cello
Douglas Davis
Cello
Victor Feldman
Percussion
Robert Lee Adcock
Cello
Paul Shure
First Violin
Vance Tenort
Congas
Harvey Mason, Jr.
Drums
Denny Christianson
Trumpet
Steve Madaio
Trumpet
James Decker
French Horn
Jim Atkinson
French Horn
Roland Bautista
Guitar
Steve Beckmeier
Guitar
Dorothy Remsen
Harp
Verlye Mills
Harp
Robert Lyle
Keyboards
Garnett Brown
Trombone
Barbara Durant
Violin
Bonnie Douglas
Violin
Henry Roth
Violin
Israel Baker
Violin
James Getzoff
Violin
Janet Lakatos
Violin
Nathan Kaproff
Violin
Nathan Ross
Violin
Robert Sushel
Violin
Sheldon Sanov
Violin
Stanley Plummer
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denny Randell
Composer
Sandy Linzer
Composer
Augie Johnson
Vocal Arranger
George del Barrio
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Geoff Sykes
Mastering Engineer
Reggie Dozier
Recording Engineer
Allen Sides
Mixing Engineer
Wayne Henderson
Producer
Lyrics
New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh
Runnin' pretty, New York City girl
Twenty-five, thirty-five
Hello, baby, New York City girl
You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love, love is just a passing word
It's the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left on the curb
When he dropped you off and he stated firm
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now (You should know by now)
You're a native New Yorker
New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh
Music plays, everyone's dancin' closer and closer
Makin' friends and findin' lovers
There you are lost in the shadows,
searchin' for someone (Searchin' for someone)
To set you free from New York City
And, whoa, where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show
You are the star, win the applause
Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
No one opens the door
For a native New Yorker
(Runnin' pretty, New York City girl)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Native, native, native New Yorker
Where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show
You are the star
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score, you should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker, oh, oh, oh
(Native, native, native new Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker
Whoa, oh, ho, ho, you're a native New Yorker
You should know the score
(Native, native, native new Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker
What you waitin' for, no one opens the door
(You're a native New Yorker)
For a native, for a native New Yorker
Writer(s): Sandy Linzer, Denny Randell
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