In New York freedom looks like too many choices 

In New York I found a friend to drown out the other voices

Voices on a cell phone

Voices from home 

Voices of the hard sell

Voices down the stairwell

In New York 

Just got a place in New York

In new York summers get hot

Well into the hundreds

You cant walk around the block without a change of clothing

Hot as a hairdryer in your face 

Hot as a handbag and a can of mace

In New York 

I just got a place in New York ,New York ,New York

In New York you can forget 

forget how to sit still 

Tell yourself you will stay in 

But its down to Alphaville

New York ,New York....

The Irish have been coming here for years

Feel like they own the place

They got the airport ,city hall ,concrete ,asphalt

They even got the police

Irish ,Italian ,Jews and Hispanics

Religious nuts ,political fanatics in the stew

Living happily not like me and you

Thats where lost you...New York

In New York I lost it all to you and your vices

Still I am staying on to figure out my mid life crisis

I hit an iceberg in my life 

But you know I am still afloat 

You lose your balance ,lose you wife

In the queue for the lifeboat

You got to put the women and children first

But youve got an unquenchable thirst for New York

In the stillness of every evening 

When the sun has had its day

I heard your voice a whispering come away child

New York , New York........

 

Redacted by Jerry