I Got New York

Surprise! It's me.
It's drunk.
I'm Three.
For a couple hours, the city was my dance floor.
Then I wandered around wondering why you don't love me anymore.
Surprise! I'm real.
I think and feel.
And I used to be the person who was somewhere.
So I can't imagine why I'm wasting quarters on the telephone to say:
I've got New York all to myself -
from the Great White Way to Little West Twelfth;
from the big blue bridge to the Hudson's swells -
I got New York all to myself.
The day is gone; the night is too
Everywhere to go, but nothing to do I had a lover once,
but that fell through I got New York but I ain't got you.
Got all New York to be lonely in
Got cigarettes and I've got gin and though I feel just like I got no skin
I've got New York and the winter wind.