Fun Lovin’ Criminals - The King Of New York (Official Video)

Lyrics: Frankie was a mook from the block we used to live on The wanna be the gangster The wanna be the dapper Don, Don John On the wall, an’ said “I’m your biggest fan next to my little brother Paul“ He’s losing his grip, like Pesci, he’d flip If you talk to his brother he says they always planned this trip He wasn’t okie-dokie running around like Don Quixote Trying to free a man, he didn’t even know B He had the roots and he bought the suits And the boys didn’t like him to tell you the truth, yeah He had “J.G.“ on his pinky ring And he lied about doing some time up in Sing Sing Flipped one fine Summer afternoon He told his brother Pauli, “something had to be done soon“ He took Pauli and a couple of boys And decked the Coupe de Ville to Illinois La-di da-di, free John Gotti, la-di da-di, la-di La-di da-di, free John Gotti, the King of New York, the King of New York! La-di da-di, free John Gotti, la-di da-di, la-di La-di da-di, free John Gotti, the King of New York, the King of New York! He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club Two sticks of dynamite, a .38 Snub He went to see the Don, without an invitation I-said-I’d-stay[?] outside the gate with this three man demonstration They was waving picket signs, and the C.O. saw a nine And only Pauli got away with the skin on his behind Back in the borough, the cops are acting thorough They raided Frankie’s room That’s when they saw his bureau (echo) Upon it was a note, with a rhyme that was dope About how he was breaking John out and how he couldn’t cope It said, “I don’t fly coach, never save the roach... The King of New York, The King of New York“ It said, “I don’t fly coach, never save the roach... The King of New York, The King of New York“ It said, “I never fly coach, never save the roach... The King of New York, The King of New York“ La-di da-di, free John Gotti, la-di da-di, la-di La-di da-di, free John Gotti, the King of New York man, the King of New York! La-di da-di, free John Gotti, la-di da-di, la-di La-di da-di, free John Gotti, the King of New York man, the King of New York! La-di da-di, free John Gotti, la-di da-di, la-di La-di da-di, free John Gotti, the King of New York man, the King of New York! La-di da-di, free John Gotti, la-di da-di, la-di La-di da-di, free John Gotti, the King of New York man, the King of New York! The King of New York!!