Johnny knew he wasnt like the others In the Dallas suburbs where he grew He had no taste for football like his brothers And by the time that he was 10 he knew Johnny spend long hours playing dress up Making dances, writing little skits Johnny dreamed of zipping chilled Martinis And dancing in a silk gown at the riss. Fueled by turner cla**ics, his dreams were taking shape, While his brothers build a muscle card, he sowed himself a cape. And planned his great escape. Ooh hes praying a New York prayer, Ooh that New York city prayer Hes in that penthouse with Fred Astaire Praying to his God to get him there A New York prayer Johnny got a scholarship, one of the diffidence Of being bright but different and not having many friends He chose a school back in the East, there never was a doubt Was he scared? Not in the least. This was his ticket out! He loved his family but somethings you never could discuss He came out to his dad who said you arent one of us, And drove him to the bus Ooh hes praying New York payer Ooh that New York City prayer Let me be where I was meant to be And let me meet somebody there like me! I know Im one of millions and youve heard it all before I dont need that penthouse, just a mattress on the floor. I never wanna go back to the life I knew before, So please make room for just one more! Ooh hes praying a New York prayer Ooh that New York City prayer When I come wont you welcome me? Im putting all my faith in you, so wont you tell me what to do, and help me and listen to my New York prayer My New York City prayer My New York City prayer