New York City
I know the perfect place
But I can't afford the gas fare
There's buildings into space
And the faces never sleep there
I guess it's made of gold
Maybe we could steal a piece
Before we get to old
Maybe we could see it
There's room for you in New York City
We're playing for the door
But we're supposed to get a pitcher
If you buy me more
I'll take a mental picture
And put you in my books
My one of my many books
Looks like we're gonna be saved
He's wearing a business suit
Shaved and ready to take on the world
Are you ready to take on the world?
There's room for you in New York City
Writer/s: Bruce Gillis, Michael Ryan
