New York City, New York

It's colder than a judges stand
The rent checks in my hand
I can't afford to send it yet
I think I'll call a friend

I'm gonna stay in New York City
I'm gonna stay in New York town
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around

I live in a birdhouse above a bar
It's a fine establishment
There's plenty of room to stretch my legs
As long as I keep them bent

I'm gonna stay in New York City
I'm gonna stay in New York town
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around

The F train smells like sour wine
The 6 trains and 1
Smell like a man who left the bath before the job was done

I'm gonna stay in New York City
I'm gonna stay in New York town
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around

Well get out of bed for to rise and shine
Start the old routine
Heat up the stove and fry an egg
On the sunny side in Queens

I'm gonna stay in New York City
I'm gonna stay in New York town
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around

Well old Nantucket did might well
As a Wall Street middle man
Bought a penthouse and washed his face
In a golden frying pan

I'm gonna stay in New York City
I'm gonna stay in New York town
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around

Now you could walk or you could run
Or you could take a train
Whatever gets you through the Bronx
Till your little lives are changed

I'm gonna stay in New York City
I'm gonna stay in New York town
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around

When I die don't bury me
I don't need no slab
Just put my ashes in an urn
And leave me in a cab

I'm gonna stay in New York City
I'm gonna stay in New York town
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around

I'm gonna stay in New York City
I'm gonna stay in New York town
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around
If you're leaving good luck
But I think I'm gonna stick around