The sun beats down on me
And I breath in the air
This is where I want to be
In Central Park without a care
I leave the greenery
And head back to my place
God I love the Big Apple scenery
It's a wonderful wonderful place
I buy a hotdog on the corner
Onions and mustard if you please
And spot gents come out the sauna
Into the warm summer breeze
In the book store near my apartment
The girl always has a smile
I hear sirens from the police department
But I just live in denial
Tonight I'm heading to Broadway
A couple of friends are coming around
It's always busy on a Saturday
But I just love the theatre sound
My treat will be a meal for afters
And maybe a late night drink
Where I'll shout loud up to the rafters
I love how New Yorkers think