DOWN AND OUT IN NEW YORK CITY

(Say brother Can I borrow a fan brother, ya know) (Say, say, say I'd sure like just a dime so I can buy some coffee and snacks) (I guess I'd better stop trying to be hip and get on down Hey man, you know...) I was born in New York City on a Monday Saved by the night Trying to shoot the news Not a bad cat, not a bad hat Doing me a real big favor Forget the bad cats and the bad hats Playing it all real good And a damn boy, give me a shine, boy, Ha! When a cold wind comes in New, New, York City And the street's no place to be but there you are So you try hard or die hard No one really gives a damn to try hard And to die hard, no one give a damn And a damn boy, give me a shine, boy, (Ha!) Down and out in New York City This ain't no way to be Oh boy, letting you go When you're down and out in New York City Never, never, never gonna get that way again No...not me, When you need a friend You need to have her When you want a friend Gonna get myself together in the morning Gonna leave it all I want my dream All the bad cats and the bad hats Doing me a real big favor You've got the bad cats and the bad hats Paying me all real good And a damn boy, give me a shine, boy, Ha! Give me a shine boy