Chega de Saudade (No More Blues)

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 street-smart 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 savoir-faire Why should I worry? Why should I care? It's just bebopulation And I got street savoir-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 savoir-faire Why should I worry? Why should I care? It's just doo-bopulation And I got street savoir-faire Everything goes Everything 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 savoir-faire Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo...