Odyssey – “Native New Yorker”

I love this song so much because it is Disco all the way in every way. It will always remind me of the movie, “Eyes of Laura Mars.”

“Native New Yorker”  is a song written by Sandy Linzer and Denny Randell for Frankie Valli, and was included on his 1977 album Lady Put The Lights Out. Odyssey covered it later the same year and the song became their first hit.

The song is about a girl who is unlucky in love. The singer (presumably her friend), is telling her that as a native New Yorker, she should know by now that love is as fabricated as a Broadway show and that you have to look out for yourself in the city. It’s a song about the disillusionment that captures the downside of the self-reliant New York lifestyle. While it’s true that if you can make it there, you’ll make it anywhere, nobody will help you do it.

Sandy Linzer and Denny Randell had been writing or producing hit singles since 1965. Among their better-known songs are “A Lover’s Concerto” and “Attack!” for the ’60s R&B girl group The Toys. The duo also wrote several hits for Frankie Valli And The Four Seasons, including “Working My Way Back To You,” “Opus 17 (Don’t You Worry ‘Bout Me)” and “Let’s Hang On (To What We’ve Got).” The last one was together with Bob Crewe.

Odyssey was a New York-based R&B/disco group. However, none of the group were native New Yorkers. The sisters Lillian and Louise Lopez both were born in the Virgin Islands, while Tony Reynolds was a Filipino native. This was to be Odyssey’s only American hit, but in the early 1980s they had a run of Top 10 hits in the UK including the chart-topping “Use It Up And Wear It Out.”

This was featured in the 1978 film The Eyes Of Laura Mars.

Song Lyrics –

New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh

Runnin’ pretty, New York City girl
25, 35, hello, baby
New York City girl

You grew up ridin’ the subways, running with people
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You’re no tramp, but you’re no lady
Talkin’ that street talk
You’re the heart and soul of New York City

And love
Love is just a passing word
It’s the thought that you had
In a taxicab that got left on the curb
When he dropped you off at East 83rd

Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You’re a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now (You should know by now)
You’re a native New Yorker

New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh

Music plays, everyone’s dancin’ closer and closer
Makin’ friends and findin’ lovers
There you are, lost in the shadows
Searchin’ for someone (Searchin’ for someone)
To set you free from New York City

And, whoa
Where did all those yesterdays go?
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show
You were the star, when did it close?

Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You’re a native New Yorker
No one opens the door
For a native New Yorker
(Runnin’ pretty, New York City girl)

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Native, native, native, ooh

Where did all those yesterdays go?
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show
You were the star

You’re a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You’re a native New Yorker
You should know the score
You should know the score by now
You’re a native New Yorker
Oh, oh, oh
(Native, native, native, native New Yorker)
You’re a native New Yorker

Whoa, oh-oh-oh
You’re a native New Yorker
You should know the score
(Native, native, native, native New Yorker)
You’re a native New Yorker

What you waitin’ for?
No one opens the door
(You’re a native New Yorker)

Written by: Sandy Linzer &  Denny Randell

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