Say hi to Mick for me
We'll tune him out on channel KGB
I always thought that I would be
In New York City, in New York City
When I grew old

It's cold out here and this is home
And you know there's snow everywhere I go
But it don't look like any place I know
Oh, ooh, woah

Say hi to Mick for me
We'll tune him out on channel KGB
I always thought that I would be
In New York City, in New York City
When I grew old
In New York City, in New York City
When I grew cold