One minute I'm in Central Park
Then, I'm down on Delancey Street
Said, from the Bow'ry to St Mark's
There's a syncopated beat, right
I said, Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetwise
I can improvise
I said, 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 savoir faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just be-bopulation.
And I got street savoir faire
The rhythm of the city
But once you get it down
Said, then you can own this town
You can wear the crown!
Why should I worry? Tell me
Why should I care?
I Said, I may not have a dime, oh!
But I got street savoir faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just doo-wopulation
And I got street savoir 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 savoir faire
I said, Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I said, Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
