[WARBUCKS] NYC 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 [spoken] Come on you slowpokes We gotta get to the Roxy before the prices change NYC The shadows at sundown The roofs, that scrape, the sky NYC The rich and the rundown The big parade goes by Oh, NYC You make 'em all postcards The pulse, the beat The drive, NYC NYC C