Well he ripped a boge
Right to the end
And he said you listen good my cousin, Manhattan aint got nothing on a good friend

So when your fast cash goes
And your bats wont bend
He said you call me up my cousin, Manhattan aint got nothing on a good friend

And I thanked him for his great escape
But I think Im staying here
Cause theres bills to miss and theres plans to break

And nobody ever would stay awake back home

Well she wrote her name

With a Mont Blanc pen
She said you call me when you need me, Manhattan gets so rough without a good friend
And the ones who break they dont know to bend

So dont get too confident too quickly, Manhattan chews you up when you pretend

And I thanked her for her sage advice

But Im doing okay here
Because all these restaurants are overpriced
They all stay open late at night

And mistakes are nice, they make me feel at home

Well I called my sister in the summer said Im thinking about moving here

She said do it now before you get a job and get married cant go nowhere
But now I cant go nowhere because theres too many chances here
I must admit I miss my friends but Im staying here


And I think about them late at night
And I hope that they miss me too

Though I cant escape these amber lights
My cousin had the answer right
Its such a sight, but when times are tight

Manhattan aint got nothing on a good friend