(Whoo whoo)

(Uh huh)

One minute I'm in Central Park

Then I'm down on Delancey Street

(I said) From the Bow'ry to St Marks

(Uh) There's a syncopated beat

(Like this, 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 (oh)

But I got street savoire faire

Why should I worry?

Why should I care?

It's just bebopulation

And I got street saviore faire

(mmmhm)

The rhythm of the city

But once you get it down

(I said) 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

But I got street savoire faire

Why should I worry

Why should I care

It's just doowopulation

And I got street saviore 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 savoire faire

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo