I Got New York

Surprise! It's me.

It's drunk.

I'm Three.

For a couple hours, the city was my dance floor.

Then I wandered around wondering why you don't love me anymore.

Surprise! I'm real.

I think and feel.

And I used to be the person who was somewhere.

So I can't imagine why I'm wasting quarters on the telephone to say:

I've got New York all to myself -

from the Great White Way to Little West Twelfth;

from the big blue bridge to the Hudson's swells -

I got New York all to myself.

The day is gone; the night is too

Everywhere to go, but nothing to do I had a lover once,

but that fell through I got New York but I ain't got you.

Got all New York to be lonely in

Got cigarettes and I've got gin and though I feel just like I got no skin

I've got New York and the winter wind.