New York woman got the rich girl blues

She can do anything she wants, can't find nothing to do

She goes through boys like a pretzel through toys, yes she do

New York woman, she got the penthouse view

I can see bad weather coming, storm clouds billowing through

She doesn't drink Dom Perignon, she's lucky for the orange juice

There's a cold front moving in

Some real bad weather just around the bend

I'm thinking about migrating south

There's a cold front moving in

All my woman's cooking, it tastes like monkey stew

But she got the recipe from the Wang Mang Nu

Now there's a nip in the air, there's a chill in the thrill

Well, are we through?

There's a cold front moving in

Some real bad weather just around the bend

I'm thinking about migrating south

There's a cold front moving in

Get this

I'm just a yard dog, grown accustomed to sleeping by your fire

And mama, if you put me out, I'll wake your neighbors

Howling, scratching, clawing just to die

High rise woman, she got a downtown view

Her daddy's head cook and bottle washer at a bank or two

She lives to shock her mama and mama don't like you know who

There's a cold front moving in

Some real bad weather just around the bend

I'm thinking about migrating south

There's a cold front moving in, yeah

Now there's a cold front moving in

Frosty man, frosty

There's a cold front moving in

There's a cold front

There's a cold front moving in, ah yeah