Hobos and tacos   and broken down Hondas   No-doze and slo-mos and Jane Fucking Fondas   Sunshine and red wine   And how is the torque?   I miss New York      Fuck you but thank you   May I ask who's calling?   Run throughs and jet blues and beach volleyballing   Palm trees, exposed knees   I punched Mickey Rourke   I miss New York      Washington Square, are you still there?   Do you still have drugs, jugglers and bucks to spare?      Sunglasses, free passes   and come see my band   Valets and bad plays and condoms in sand   Freeways and delays,   Carnitas means pork   But I miss New York      Marine layers, mad dog stares and avocados   Drunk driving, high fiving, money up my nose   Texting and sexing,   I hugged Mickey Rourke   But I miss New York      Tompkins Square, are you still there?   Do you still have bugs, mohawks and drugs to spare?