N.Y.C

N.Y.C (From Annie) - The Manhattan Singers

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

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 parade goes by

What other town has the Empire State

And a mayor five foot two

No other town in the whole forty eight

Can half compare to you

Oh NYC

You make 'em all postcards

You crowd you cramp

You're still the champ

Amen For NYC NYC

The shimmer of Times Square

The pulse the beat

The drive NYC

The city's bright

As a penny arcade

It blinks it tilts it rings

To think that I've lived here all of my life

And never seen these things

Oh NYC

The whole world keeps coming

By bus by train

You can't explain

Their yen for

Star to be NYC

Just got here this morning

Three bucks two bags

One me

NYC

I give you fair warning

Up there in lights I'll be

Go ask the Gershwins or Kaufman and Hart

The place they love the best

Though California pays big for their art

Their fan mail comes addressed to NYC

Tomorrow a penthouse

That's way up high

Tonight the "Y"

Why not

It's NYC

NYC

You're standing room only

You crowd you cramp

You're still the champ

Amen For

NY

Keep it quiet down there

C

Immediate seating there is immediate seating

Popcorn what do you say to some popcorn

I haven't had popcorn since

Give in don't fight

Good girl good night

Sleep tight in NYC