She’s sun and rain, she’s (E)fire and ice,

a lit tle (B)cra zy, but it’s nice.

And when (A)she gets mad, you best (E)that leave her a lone.

’Cause she’ll rage (E)love just like a riv er, then she’ll (B)beg you to for give her.

Oh, (G#m)And she’s (A)ev ’ry wom an (B7sus)that I’ve ev er known.

She’s so New York and (E)in L.

A.

and ev ’ry (B)town a long the way.

And she’s (A)ev ’ry place you best (E)that I’ve nev er been.

She’s mak in’ (E)love on rain y nights.

er, She’s a (B)stroll through Christ mas lights.

her.

Oh, (G#m)And she’s (A)ev ’ry thing I (B7sus)want to do a gain.

She’s so New York

And it needs no ex pla na tion,

’cause it all makes per fect sense.

So when it comes down to temp ta tion,

she’s on (F#m)both (E)sides (A)of

the fence.

She’s an y thing

but (E)typ i cal.

She’s so (B)un pre dict a ble.

Oh, but (A)e ven at her worst, she ain’t that bad.

She’s as real as real can be

and she’s (B)ev ’ry fan ta sy.

Lord, she’s (A)ev ’ry lov er (B7sus)that I’ve ev er had.

And she’s (F#m7)ev ’ry lov er (B7sus)that I’ve nev er had.