Big yellow taxi’s

Driving over the fifty-nine bridge

Into a jungle

Where reality don’t exist

New york city, new york city

New york city, looks pretty at night

A transistor radio

Singing the word from the street

Down on the underground

Species that make your heart beat

New york city, new york city

New york city, looks pretty at night

Graffiti everywhere, graffiti everywhere

New york city, new york city

New york city, looks pretty at night

No double fantasy

Someone just waved you goodbye

On a street corner

Your stairway that led to the sky

New york city, new york city

New york city, looks pretty at night