Oh, well, I was born in alittle bitty tar hut    And they called me a man 'cause I couldn't    keep my big, big mouth shut    So what's the sense of me sitting here leaving    When any ole day I might be even    And Lord knows that New York City's got    a lot to do with it    I wish someday I could find the way    to get it out of my grain    This dirty old town's gonna sink right down    and I don't want to go with it    Well I wish there was a way that    I knew to get even    A way to get a lick in    A 'bobbin' and a 'weavin'    Any ole thing besides goin' and a'leavin'    You can do on a train       Well, I once knew a man who sailed around    the world twice    He would have made it three but he took    a lot of bad advice    So you just tell me what's the sense of me    sittin' here leavin'    When any ole day I might get even    And Lord knows New York City's got    alot to do with it    I wish someday I could find a way to get it out    of my brain    This dirty old town's gonna sink right down    and I don't want to go with it    I wish there was a way that I knew to get even,    way to get a lick in    A 'bobbin' and a'weavin'    Any ole thing besides goin' and a'leavin'    You can do on a train    Oh, yes!       Well, I once knew a man who sailed around    the world twice    But his motor cooled down and now he's    deliverin' ice    Tell me what's the sense of him    sittin' here leavin'    When any ole day he might get even    And Lord knows New York City's got    a lot to do with it    I wish someday he could find a way to get it out    of his brain    This dirty old town's gonna sink right down    and I don't want to go with it    I wish there was a way that I knew to get even    Way to get a lick in    A 'bobbin and a'weavin'    And all the things besides goin' and a'leavin'    You can do on a train    Oh, yeah