Hot as a hairdryer in your face
The Irish have been comin' here for years
You got to put the women and children first
New York
Voices on the cell phone
In New York I found a friend
To drown out the other voices
Tell yourself you will stay in
New York
New York, New York
Without a change of clothin'
But it's down to Alphaville
You know I'm still afloat
Happily, not like me and you
New York
(New York)
In New York I lost it all
New York, New York
I just got a place in New York
Irish, Italians, Jews and Hispanics
I heard your voice whisperin'
To you and your vices
New York, New York
(Aoo)
Still I'm stayin' on to figure out
New York
Forget how to sit still
Just got a place in New York
New York, New York
Voices of the hard sell
They even got the police
New, New York
Voices down the stairwell
Ooo
New York, New York
New York
You can't walk around the block
Aoo ooo
Come away now
In New York summers get hot
My mid life crisis
In the queue for the lifeboat
Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew
New, New York
In New York
That's where I lost you, New York
Aoo ooo
Feel like they own the place
New York
New York
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
I hit an iceberg in my life
In the stillness of the evening
New York
New York
They got the airport, city hall, asphalt, dance floor
But you've got an unquenchable thirst for New York
When the sun has had it's day
New York
Aoo ooo
You lose your balance, lose your wife
Well into the hundreds
Voices from home
In New York you can forget
