Lyrics:

Say Hi to Mick for me
We'll tune him out on channel KGB
I always thought that I would be
In New York City. In New York City
When I grew old.

It's cold out here and this is home.
And you know there's snow everywhere I go.
But it don't look like any place I know.
Oh ooh whoa.

Say Hi to Mick for me.
We'll tune him out on channel KGB
I always thought that I would be.
In New York City. in New york City.
When I grew old.
In New York City.In New York City
When I grew cold.