Chega De Saudade (No More Blues)

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
 Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
 I'm streetwise
 I can improvise
 Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
 I'm street-smart
 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 savoir-faire
 Why should I worry?
 Why should I care?
 It's just bebopulation
 And I got street savoir-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?
 Why should I care?
 I may not have a dime
 But I got street savoir-faire
 Why should I worry?
 Why should I care?
 It's just doo-bopulation
 And I got street savoir-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 savoir-faire
 Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
 Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo...