Do You Miss New York?

Since I took a left and moved out to the coast
From time to time I find myself engrossed
With other erstwhile denizens of the apple
While we sit around and take LA to task
There's a question someone's bound to ask
And with this complex question we must grapple

Do you miss New York
The anger, the action?
Does this laid back lifestyle lack a certain satisfaction?

Do you ever burn
To pack up and return to the thick of it?
Are you really sick of it
As you always say?

Do you miss the pace
The rat race, the rackets?
And if you had to face it now
Do you still think you could hack it?

When you're back in town
For a quick look around, how is it?
Does it feel like home
Or just another nice place to visit?

And were those halcyon days
Just a youthful phase you outgrew?
Tell me, do you miss New York?
Do you miss New York?

Do you miss this strain
The traffic, the tension?
Do you view your new terrain
With a touch of condescension?

And on this quiet street
Is it really as sweet as it seems out here?
Do you dream your dreams out here
Or is that passé?

Do you miss the scene
The frenzy, the faces?
And did you trade the whole parade
For a pair of parking places?

And if you have the choice
Would you still choose to do it all again?
Do you find yourself in line
To see Annie Hall again?

And do you ever run into that guy
Who used to be you?
Tell me, do you miss New York?
Me too
Me too