Oh darling I miss you And boy is it hard The thought of you leaving Is breaking my heart
New York, New York, temperature's droppin' The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til ears pop Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops And it never stops I'm waitin' to do an interview, So much to tell you What I choose to do is of no concern to you and your friends Where I lay my hat may not be my home, but I will last on my own 'Cause it's me, and my life it's my life
Oh the world has sat in the palm of your hand not that you'd see and I'm tired and bored of waiting for you and all those things you never do