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"Sell It Off" - Taylor Swift's Real NYC Anthem

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"Sell It Off" - Taylor Swift's Real NYC Anthem

New York City's new ambassador celebrates all the glamour that the city has to offer—from $8 coffee to $8000 rent.
 

LYRICS:

The city’s open way too late
Got nothing in its brains
That's what people say, mmm-mmm
That's what people say, mmm-mmm

I got too many gays [chuckle]
But they can’t afford to pay
At least that's what people say, mmm-mmm
That's what people say, mmm-mmm

It’s like we’re cruising
tourists and billionaires moving
into condos where they used to make music
You’ll be fine
Paying 20 grand a night

'Cause the city’s gonna change change change change change
cause the poor dress awfully plain plain plain plain plain
Baby, we’re just gonna sell sell sell sell sell sell
I sell it off, I sell it off
Politicians gonna blame blame blame blame blame blame 
And the artists got no game game game game game 
Baby, we’re just gonna sell sell sell sell sell sell
I sell it off, I sell it off

Got the homeless off the street
They’re making Gucci for my feet
And that's what they don't see, mmm-mmm
that's what they don't see, mmm-mmm

You’re really on your own (really on your own)
Unless your daddy bought your home (bought your home)
And that's what they don't know, mmm-mmm
that's what they don't know, mmm-mmm

But I keep boozing
Got no time for losing
It's like I got this money
it ain’t mine
saying “gentrify tonight”

'Cause the city’s gonna change change change change change
cause the poor dress awfully plain plain plain plain plain
Baby, we’re just gonna sell sell sell sell sell sell
I sell it off, I sell it off
Politicians gonna blame blame blame blame blame blame 
And the artists got no game game game game game 
Baby, we’re just gonna sell sell sell sell sell sell
I sell it off, I sell it off

Sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off

Hey, hey, hey
Just think while you’ve been getting down and dirty in your three jobs for the dirty cheats of the world,
We sold off New York City to these sick creeps

My ex-man is a trustafarian
Who’s like “oh my gawd” living in Brooklyn
And to the fella over there with the macbook air
Ain’t no place for writers in this new. ci. Teee.

Yeah ohhh

'Cause the city’s gonna change change change change change
cause the poor dress awfully plain plain plain plain plain
Baby, I’m just gonna sell sell sell sell sell sell
I sell it off, I sell it off
Politicians gonna blame blame blame blame blame blame 
And the artists got no game game game game game 
Baby, I’m just gonna sell sell sell sell sell sell
I sell it off, I sell it off

Sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off

Sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off

Sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off (you've got to),
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off,
I, I, I sell it off, I sell it off

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