| Lyrics: | 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 |
