N.Y.C.

What is it about you
You're big
You're loud
You're tough NYC
I go years without you
Then I
Can't get
Enough
Enough of the cab drivers answering back
In the 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

Come on you slowpokes,
we gotta get to the Roxy before the prices change.

NYC

The shadows at sundown
The roofs
That scr*pe
The sky

NYC

The rich and the rundown
The parade
Goes by

That other town has the Empire State
And a mayor five foot two
No other town in
The whole forty eight
Can half compare
To you

Oh NYC

You make 'em all postcards

You crowd
You cramp
You're still
The champ
Amen For NYC (NYC)
The shimmer of Times Square

The pulse

The beat

The drive! (NYC)

The city's bright
As a penny arcade
It blinks, it tilts, it rings

To think that I've lived here all of my life
And never seen these things

Oh, NYC
The whole world keeps coming

By bus

By train

You can't
Explain
Their yen
For

STAR TO BE
NYC
Just got here this morning
Three bucks
Two bags
One me
NYC

I give you fair warning
Up there
In lights
I'll be
Go ask the Gershwins or Kaufman and Hart
The place they love the best
Though California pays big for their art
Their fan mail comes addressed to NYC
Tomorrow a penthouse
That's way up high
Tonight
The "Y"
Why not
It's NYC

NYC
You're standing room only
You crowd
You cramp
You're still
The champ
Amen For NY

Keep it quiet down there!

NYC

Immediate seating... there is immediate seating.

Popcorn, what do you say to some popcorn?
I haven't had popcorn since... (Annie yawns)

Give in
Don't fight
Good girl
Good night
Sleep tight
In NYC



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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