New York, New York, New York, New York oh In the streets of New York (New York state of mind) (New York, New York) New York, New York, New York In the Streets of New York Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah

I went down to the station I leaned against the door She rides on eastern You on the train You know I know the Empire State Any time I hear her blow Then I ask the depot agent Let me ride, let me ride the blind Oh depot agent

Oh, tell me something I don't already know Tell me something, tell me something You don't know nothing, just pretend you do I need something, tell me something new Choose your words 'cause there's no antidote For this curse Oh, what's it waiting for?

There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The big lights will inspire you Ooh, New York I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of Hear it for New

Que pasa, New York? New York City, back in New York City, New York City Standing on the corner Just me and Yoko Ono We was waiting for Jerry to land Up come a man with a guitar in his hand Singing, "Have a marijuana if you can" His name was David Peel

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

Oh oh oh oh it's international love You put it down like New York City I never sleep wild like Los Angeles My fantasy hotter than Miami I feel the heat You're international, so international Whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh, international love You can't catch

Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you Thinking of you What you would do if You were the one Who was spending the night Oh I wish that I Was looking into your eyes Looking into your eyes

Down for the count Look into your eyes I'm helpless And I'm drownin' in ‘em In New York, you can be a new man And the sky's the Hey hey hey hey (ohh, I do I do I do I)

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