NYC, what is it about you

You're big, you're loud

You're tough

(''Will you be needing the car?''

''No, i think she's been cooped up long enough.'')



NYC, i go years without you

And i can't get enough

Enough of cab drivers answering back

In a language far from pure

Enough of frankfurters answering back

Brother, you know you're



In NYC, too busy, too crazy

Too, hot too, cold

Too late, I'm sold

Again on NYC



NYC, the shadows at sundown

The roofs that scrape the sky

NYC, the rich and the run down

The big parade goes by



What other town has the empire state

And a mayer 5 foot 2

No other town in the whole 48

Can half compare to you



NYC

You make more post cards

You crowd, you cramp

Your still the champ

Amen for NYC



The shimmer of Times Square

The pulse, the beat, the drive

The city's bright as a penny arcade

It blinks, it tilts it rains



To think i lived here all of my life and never seen these things



NYC, just got here this morning

3 bucks, 2 bags, 1 me

NYC, i give you fair warning

Up there in lights, i'll be

Go ask the gerschwins

Or Coffman and Heart

The place they love the best

Though california plays big for their art

Their fan-mail comes adressed to

NYC, tomorrow a pent-house

Thats way up high

Tonight the ''Y''

Why not, it's NYC



NYC your standing the lonely

You crowd

You cramp

You're still the champ

Amen for NYC