Lyrics:

Addressing the blues
I see you're drinking again
You're smoking smack inside your cigarette
Looking pale and thin
It's a shame
It's a pity
New York City

The lights of the town
They keep you up all night
So you pour yourself a drink
And go out looking for a fight
And the girls, they're so pretty
New York City

Something has changed
The way these people think
It drove them all to drink
Gravel churns and groans from
The torn up ground
People bought and sold
Out there running around
Turn out the lights
Turn down the sound
For me
Ain't nothing for free
In New York City

Digging a ditch
Some people living in the street
Tired, cold, and dirty
Ain't got no shoes for their feet
Ain't it strange
Bumming change
In New York City

You can pay for it now
Or with a thirty-day note
Take it down to D street
Someone'll cut your throat
Bring your knife and your fork
In New York New York
New York City