[Verse 1] You can dance if You want to - All the critics love You in New York You don't have to keep the beat, they'll still think it's neat - in New York You can wear what You want to, it doesn't matter - in New York You could cut off all your hair, I don't think they'd care - in New York [Chorus] All the critics love You in New York [Verse 2] Why You can play what You want to - All the critics love You in New York They won't say that you're naive if You play what you believe - in New York Purple love-amour is all you're headed for - but don't show it The reason that you're cool Is because you're from the old school, and they know it All the critics love you in New York You can dance if You want to - All the critics love You in New York You can dance if You want to - All the critics love You in New York All the critics love you All the critics love you All the critics love you in New York [Verse 3] It's time for a new direction It's time for jazz to die Fourth day of November We need a purple high Don't give up - I'll still love You [Chorus][x4] [Bridge] Body don't want to quit, got to get another hit Body don't want to quit, got to get another hit Body don't want to quit, got to get another hit Body don't want to quit, got to get another hit [Chorus] [Verse 4] Whaddayou looking at, punk? Look out all you hippies, you ain't as sharp as me It ain't about the tripping, but the s**uality - turn it up You can dance if you want to [Chorus][x7] [Outro] New York New York New York New York New York