Martin Charnin - N.Y.C. lyrics

[WARBUCKS] N.Y.C What is it about you You're big You're loud You're tough N.Y.C I go years without you Then I Can't get Enough Enough of the cab drivers answering back In language far from pure Enough of frankfurters answering back Brother, you know you're In N.Y.C Too busy, too crazy Too hot, too cold Too late, I'm sold Again On N.Y.C [NEW YORKERS, GRACE, ANNIE, WARBUCKS] N.Y.C [GRACE] The shadows at sundown The roofs That scrape The sky [ALL] N.Y.C [WARBUCKS AND GRACE] The rich and the rundown The big parade Goes by [WARBUCKS] What other town has the Empire State And a mayor five-foot-two No other town in The whole forty eight Can half compare To you [ALL] Oh N.Y.C [WARBUCKS] You make 'em all postcards [WARBUCKS, GRACE] You crowd You cramp You're still The champ Amen For N.Y.C The shimmer of Times Square [WARBUCKS] The pulse [GRACE] The beat [WARBUCKS, GRACE] The drive! [WARBUCKS] You might say that I'm square But damn, I come alive [WARBUCKS, GRACE] The city's bright As a penny arcade It blinks, it tilts, it rings [ANNIE] To think that I've lived here all of my life And never seen these things [ALL] Oh, N.Y.C The whole world keeps coming [WARBUCKS] By bus [GRACE] By train [WARBUCKS AND GRACE] You can't Explain Their yen For [STAR-TO-BE] N.Y.C Just got here this morning Three bucks Two bags One me N.Y.C I give you fair warning Up there In lights I'll be Go ask the Gershwins or Kaufman and Hart The place they love the best Though California pays big for their art Their fan mail comes addressed To NYC Tomorrow a penthouse That's way up high Tonight The "Y" Why not It's NYC [ALL] NYC You're standing room only You crowd You cramp You're still The champ Amen For N.Y.C