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