New York City

moe.

Want a man with a scar on his face and a peg leg Drives his cab fifteen miles per hour down Broadway Looks at me with his crooked smile while Gershwin plays Hits his breaks and points out the freaks on St. Mark's place
 
Here we go Its the rythmn of the rain that falls Its a cab ride at five a.m. Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls New York City I'm coming home again
 
I sit and smile think about summer sundays and the roller skates And their wigs and rainbow socks float past like a ballet Peanut rosters poppin' up on every corner can't you taste that taste Makes me long for an early morning ride on the subway
 
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls Its a cab ride at five a.m. Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls New York City I'm coming home again
 
You can steal a line on a phrase and wreck a company on cheer Sign you off make you an artist make you a millionaire Shake your hand pat your back give you a big white smile Then they'll say that they're your biggest fans and share the love you star
 
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls Its a cab ride at five a.m. Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls New York City I'm coming home again
 
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls Its a cab ride at five a.m. Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls New York City I'm coming home again
 
Its the rythmn of the rain that falls Its a cab ride at five a.m. Manhattan goddess with your Levis and curls New York City I'm coming home again New York City I'm coming home again New York City I'm coming home again