You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living Women, weed and weather (They come for) women, weed and

I am breaking through these walls Oh between you and me I'm not giving up I'm not giving giving up So brick by brick On this love The weight of my words Are like feathers from a bird My mouth, it moves but you won't hear a thing

Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I, proud 'neath heated brow

New York at night Empire high Its got me coming alive Baby you're like That Uptown something Girl you're like a model on a Soho street Walking on air like you own it That electric energy Something tells me you're gonna keep me going til the morning light

I'm in a New York state of mind. Out of touch with the rhythym and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News. It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me cause I've let it slide. I don't care if it's Chinatown or

We both know I could learn a thing or two And after all, it's just another day About behaving, but I love you Yeah man, play that New York drum, Homer Show 'em how we do it! Just another way to prove I love you and it's hard today I'll lay back in my

Now lightning strikes in old New York It may be dark but I want to talk It might rain, it might snow Too many things I got to know If this is spring than it's time to sing Never mind the l'il birdies wing Look out, look out, old New York New York's

That shares our fate and deserves our pity I don't want to remember it all Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on There's a room in a hotel in New York City And there's a jet black crow droning on and on and on Up above our heads droning on and on and on The

And let it wash away, wash away You tore the floorboards up And let the river rush in Not wash away, wash away We were reaching in the dark That summer in New York But it didn't hurt at all That summer in New York (wash away) And was it so far to fall?

Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive,