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 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?   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      Ev'rything goes   Ev'rything 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      Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo