Everyone I know there tells me that it's nothing like what it used to be.
I really MUST go to New York some day if it inspired lyrics like those....
Everyone I know there tells me that it's nothing like what it used to be.
I went to NYC recently for the first time & tried to find loads of those famous discos & many of them have been knocked down. They just seem to replace them with trendy apartments or restaurants these days. :( The few that are still standing seem to have reverted back to their original usage e.g. Studio 54 is a theatre & Paradise Garage is ...you guessed it, a garage! How sad. :cry:
Sorry to dig it up again, but... well, between this song and Chic's Est-ce que c'est chic, I'm going mad. I want to know what they're singing. And all those lyric sites just copy each other's errors.
I played with the EQ to try to hear the vocals better on the headphones... I can assure you she is NOT singing:
"show to win"
"place we drove"
"Night Trouble Lane's"
As for "beware"... your guesses are as good as mine.
And I'm guessing it's more like this:
Baby, baby with your hard luck story
You need a place to show your win (...or maybe it's "show or win")
You'd still be waiting for me at the airport
while my ship was coming in
And N.Y. you're keepin' me dancing....
So doncha be... rare? (bereh be way? weh? ...beware?)
Keep on dancing
I'm so glad I saw your ad on every avenue
I'm so glad I saw your ad in every glance we threw
This town's so nice they had to name it twice - N.Y., N.Y.
It's so hot, so hot, like an old soft shoe
Dancing the night away
Oh what a joy at the Barefoot Boy
Le Club remains *the* place to be
At 12 West the sound's the best
I guess you can come in your jeans
But I still prefer... gettin' dressed up
But I still prefer gettin' dressed up for Regine's
:icon_lol:
I couldn't help but think of Colton Ford in his documentary NAKED FAME. In the bonus features there is a 30 minutes scene in which he writes the lyrics to his hit X-rated hit EVERYTHING.
Watch them brainstorm to come up with lines like : "Come into my sling" "unzip my jeans" and "you'll be begging for more..."![]()
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oh, fakin' in the music business is nothing new. I happened to catch an interview with Avril Lavigne after that Simpson girl got caught faking on "Saturday Night Live" and Lavigne said that a producer told her that several of the then-popular female teenyboppers didn't really sing on their own records. As for Andrea True, I wish people would give her a break. She's NEVER claimed to be an outstanding vocalist, she's NEVER lied about her colorful past, and still, she is associated with a record that is without QUESTION one of disco's most magnificent moments. And to the best of my knowledge, she's still alive!
I love "Fill Me Up (Heart To Heart)". "Party Line" and "What's Your Name, What's Your Number" were also great! Too bad the public only knows "More More More" and to a lesser extent, "N.Y., You Got Me Dancing".
"Everyone knows the real reason why you got that part it was the time you spent on that casting couch"--Antoine Merriwether
"Excuse me, Miss Thing, but both of us spent time on that couch"--Blaine Edwards
True appeared live (no DAT) at Syracuse University in February/March '77, and she had an O.K voice... not terrible, but nothing spectacular either.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]"I can see Prussia from my house!". :icon_mrgreen:
Ran across this old post, and wanted to provide the actual lyrics to the song. The "old" lyrics that made the rounds on the internet for years were from me (I "interpreted" the lyrics as best I could - that's why I put some of them in quotes. There never was a "Night Trouble Lane"). Years later I won a copy of the sheet music to the song and was excited to finally learn the lyrics. I was very disappointed to find out that, indeed, Andrea was singing "Don't you beware..." (beware of what?). Anyway, here, according to the sheet music from 1977 are the lyrics to song (which if they are actually what she sang; she never actually sings the title):
Baby, baby with your hard luck story,
you need a place to show to win.
You'd still be waitin' for me at the airport
while my ship was comin' in.
And New York, you're keepin' me dancin'.
So don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
So don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
So don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
So don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
New York, New York, you keep me dancin', dancin'.
New York, New York, you keep me dancin', dancin'.
I'm so glad I saw your ad on ev'ry avenue,
I'm so glad I saw your ad in every glance you threw.
It's a town so nice they had to name it twice:
New York, New York.
It's so hot, so hot, like an old soft shoe.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
New York, New York, you've got me dancin', dancin'.
New York, New York, you've got me dancin', dancin'.
New York, New York, you've got me dancin', dancin'.
(Instrumental break)
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
New York, New York, you keep me dancin', dancin'.
New York, New York, you keep me dancin', dancin'.
Dancin' the night away,
oh what a joy at the Barefoot Boy.
Le Club remains the place to be.
At Twelve West the sound's the best,
I guess you can come in your jeans,-
but I still prefer gettin' dressed up,
but I still prefer gettin' dressed up for Regine's.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
Don't you beware, don't you beware;
keep on dancin'.
New York, New York, you've got me dancin', dancin'.
New York, New York, you've got me dancin', dancin'.
New York, New York, you've got me dancin', dancin'.
(repeat to fade)
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