Free Cee the Empire Great
THE EMPIRE GREAT
I still walk in a New York kind of way
Although I now live a thousand miles from there
I still dream of a New York kind of day
Where the sun may shine but the air is never clear
The only way I cross a street is to jay-walk
That’s the way New York raised me to be
I still hear the sidewalks of Broadway talk
And I wonder if New York misses me
I used to wash my clothes in Washington Square
And change my mind in China town
When I was in Stuyvesant Town people would stare
And quickly turn my smile upside down
The sultry subway was a subjective affair
While the buses were busy being on time
Mass-transit and I made an appropriate pair
And I miss everything about New York except for its crime
I still stroll the streets with purpose and speed
Only now I do it to make Floridians mad
New York used to fulfill my every need
And hopefully, for me, Florida is only a passing fad
© 2008…..free cee!
Copyright © Jeffry Cohan | Year Posted 2012
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