Moon and the stars
Honky talk cars

Goodbye Manhattan
Can't buy that attitude

I can feel the heat
On the soles of my feet
In the shadows on the sidewalk
In the cool limousine
Driven in between cop cars in the crosstalk

Eastside Westside
Take me downtown
I don't want to be alone tonight
The city never sleeps
She's got a spell on me so bad
I want to be

Goodbye Manhattan
Can't buy that attitude, let the
Moon and the stars kiss those honky talk cars
That's my Manhattan

Was the room with the view?
Down the crowded avenue
Beggin my attention
When the ride on the street shops
Down by a freak
Didn't even get a mention

Eastside Westside
Uptown downtown
Took the money for a taxi ride
The city never weeps
She can afford the tears too bad
That I gotta leave