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    SANATÇI SOFI TUKKER
    ALBÜM WET TENNIS

    SUMMER IN NEW YORK

    SOFI TUKKER

    CANLI RADYO
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    I've got no destination
    And I'm sipping on my tea
    I've got all day long
    Just to walk down the street

    I start on Second Avenue
    Making my way downtown to you
    Maybe I'll make a stop at Bang Bang
    Get myself a new tattoo

    Then I find me a secret garden
    And I sit down with my book
    But I'm not planning on reading
    I'm just here to have a look

    At people in and out of stores
    Maybe she's an entrepreneur
    Maybe he just got off a tour
    The many characters of summer in New York

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    There's a man across the street
    With the best smile I've ever seen
    I put my book away
    And walk over to him in my blue jeans

    We start to talk about something
    Then I suggest we get a drink
    Let's bike over the bridge to Brooklyn
    You tell me, what do you think?

    And so we head to Miss Favela
    For the live music at three
    And we're dancing on the pavement
    Just like everybody here

    We dance until we hit the floor
    I think we should head out the door
    Then we meet up with friends for more
    All of the promises of summer in New York

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    Now we head back to Manhattan
    We've picked up a friend or two
    Maybe this morning we were strangers
    But not by this afternoon

    We hang until the sun comes up
    End up on somebody's rooftop
    Go to the Box and have a ball
    At six or seven different clubs

    And now I'm walking home through Chinatown
    And I pass Chrystie street
    Reminisce about the studio
    Where The Knocks and we would meet

    I know it changes, but of course
    This city I'll always adore
    This night is what this city's for
    The serendipity of summer in New York

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