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

Writer(s): Dan Hartman, Charles Midnight<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com