One minute I'm in Central Park,
Then I'm down on Delancey Street
From the Bow'ry to St Marks,
There's a syncopated beat
Say, whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
I'm streetwise
I can improvise
Say, whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
I'm streetsmart
I've got New York City heart
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire
The rhythm of the city
But once you get it down
Then you can own this town
You can wear the crown
Why should I worry?
Tell me
Why should I care?
I say, I may not have a dime
Oh, but I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just doobopulation
And I got street saviore faire
Everything goes
Everything fits
They love me at the Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz!
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
And even when I cross that line
I got street savoire faire
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