Won’t you take me to
Funkytown
Won’t you take me to
Funkytown
Won’t you take me to
Funkytown
Won’t you take me to
Funkytown
Gotta make a move to a town that’s right for me
Town to keep me movin’
Keep me groovin’ with some energy
When you’re alone and life is making you lonely
You can always go
Downtown
When you’ve got worries, all the noise and the hurry
Seems to help, I know,
Downtown
Manhattan women are dressed in silk and satin
Or so the fellas say;
There’s just one thing that’s important in Manhattan
When you have just one day;
Gotta pick up a date
Maybe seven
Or eight
On your way
In just one day!
New York, New York, a helluva town
The Bronx is up, but the Battery’s down
The people ride in a hole in the groun’
New York, New York, it’s a helluva town!!
New York, New York, is everything they say
And no place that I’d rather be
Where else can you do a half a million things
All at a quarter to three
When they play their music, ooh that modern music
They like it with a lot of style
But it’s still that same old back beat rhythm
That really, really drives 'em wild
Give my regards to Broadway,
Remember me at Herald Square,
Tell all the folks on Forty Second Street that I will soon be there…
Side by side, they’re glorified
Where the underworld
Can meet the elite
Forty-Second Street
New York is where I’d rather stay
I get allergic smelling hay
I just adore a penthouse view
Dah-ling I love you but give me Park Avenue
…The chores
…The stores
…Fresh air
…Times Square
Why it’s good old reliable Nathan!
Nathan, Nathan, Nathan, Detroit!
If you’re looking for action, he’ll furnish the spot.
Even when the heat is on, it’s never too hot.
Not for good old reliable Nathan!
Where it’s always just a short walk
To the oldest established, permanent floating,
Crap game in New York
Well I’ve been a losin’ gambler
Just throwin’ snake eyes
Love ain’t got me downhearted
I know up around the corner lies
My fool’s paradise
In just another roll of the dice
Every gambler knows
That the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away
And knowin’ what to keep
'Cause every hand’s a winner
And every hand’s a loser
And the best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep
You know I’m born to lose,
Gamblings for fools,
But that’s the way I like it,
I don’t wanna live forever…
Cuz all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin’ like I don’t know how
Baby, got no flavor, fever in the funk house now
This low down bitchin’ got my poor feet a itchin’
Don’t you know you know the deuce is still wild
Who wants to play those eights and aces
Who wants a raise
Who needs a stake
Who wants to take that long shot gamble
And head out to fire lake
And then the Lord, he called for one more card,
But he drew the diamond eight.
And the Devil said to the son of God,
“I believe you’ve got it straight.
So deal me one, for the time has come,
To see who’ll be the king of this place.”
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak,
He slipped another ace.
The devil went down to Georgia,
He was looking for a soul to steal,
He was in a bind,
He was way behind,
And willing to make a deal…
Our love is an old love, baby; it’s older than all our years.
I have seen in strange young eyes, familiar tears.
We’re old souls in a new life, baby;
They gave us a new life to live and learn;
Some time to touch old friends and still return…
Oh, my love for the first time in my life,
My eyes are wide open,
Oh my lover for the first time in my life,
My eyes can see…
My eyes adored you though I never laid a hand on you
My eyes adored you like a million miles away from me
You couldn’t see how I adored you
So close, so close and yet so far
Carried your books from school
Playin’ make believe you’re married to me
You were fifth grade, I was sixth when we came to be
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time would pass me by?
'Cause you know I’d walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you tonight