I was lying on the bed, watching the blue paint peeling
While the television set, threw its angry shadows at the ceiling
Down in the rainy streets, the pavement hissed its discontentment
In a city that never sleeps

The traffic rolls on unrelenting

As the sirens test their voice, against concrete canyon wall accoustics
I am left the choice, of shows and films and news and music
Down in the rainy streets, a lady in a limousine
Switches on the tiny built in, TV screen, to watch the same as I

And in the park, the dark snow is melting
A surefire sign that, the city will come alive - oho
Tomorrow you can bet your ass, the joggers will be sweating, mmm
The weatherforecast says, it's gonna be 55

Oo, Columbus Avenue, I'll be walking in the sunshine there with you
Oo, Manhattan morning mood, we'll have breakfast in a diner
Tea for two

The Kongo Killers gonna be warming up
Because another ball season is coming up, hey hey
Spring is under way

Oooooooo

Oo, Columbus Avenue, I'll be walking in the sunshine there with you
Oo, Manhattan morning mood, we'll have breakfast in a diner
Tea for two

And in the park, the dark snow is melting
And that's a surefire sign that, the city will come alive - oho
Tomorrow we get back to rest /you can bet your ass
The joggers will be sweating, yes they will (oho)
The weatherforecast says, it's gonna be 55

(Let me tell you about the street & spring time)
Oo, Columbus Avenue (city & swing time)
I'll be walking in the sunshine there with …- you
Oo, that big town morning mood