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