Here we go now Well I'm that cowboy kid I'm kicking into town Big Apple baby Yeah, but you sure could bring it down East 14th Street and Houston too Everybody knows New York City, that's the home of the blues Subway car, I'm in a taxicab Got your paper foldin' money People an' them Bloomingdale's bag That's alright, that's what I do Get it Now, some folks say its true But it sho feel like a lie, cash money What you need a little, that's all high Union Square and New York Park Come on baby let's take a stroll after dark Put your boots on, yeah, just one at a time But when you get them boots on, I say you're burnin' my mind That's alright, I like what you do Get it Cuz when you're down and out and down at the heel Don't matter baby, yeah, I know how that feels Great big greasy eyeball maybe foolin' a Jew, what you gonna do? Get there I'm goin' right that ship at the drop of a hat This is America, baby We ain't got no class So swivel your hips and tilt to the side Hoowoo, We gonna go for a ride That's alright Yeah Get it there Cuz when you're down and out and down at the heel Million dollars ain't gonna last you but one year Great big greasy eyeball maybe foolin' a Jew, what you gonna do? Goin' hit it Well if you see me smile up on Missy's stage, fine me 20 dollars I don't mind because I'm about to get paid Alright, that's what I do Get it