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 through the hard sell
  Voices down a stairwell
  In New York
  Just got a place in New York
    In New York summers get hot
  Well into the hundreds
  You can walk around the block
  Without a change of clothing
    Hot as a hair dryer in your face
  Hot as handbag and a can of mace
  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 it's down to Alphaville(?)
    New York
  New York, New York
    New York, New York
  New York
    The Irish been coming here for years
  Feel like they own the place
  They got the airport, city hall
  The asphalt dance floor (??)
  They even got the police
    Irish, Italians, Jews and Hispanics
  Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew
  Happily not like me and you
  That's where I lost you
    New York
  New York, New York
  New York
  New York, New York
    New York
  New York
    In New York I lost it all
  To you and your vices
  Still I'm staying on to figure out
  Midlife crisis
    I hit an iceberg in my life
  You know I'm still afloat
  You lose your balance, lose your wife
  In the queue for the lifeboat
    You better put the women and children first
  But you've got an unquenchable thirst for New York
    New York
  New York
  New York, New York
    In the stillness of the evening
  When the sun has had its day
  I heard your voice whispering
  Come away now
    New, New York
  New...
  New York
    New York