He don't celebrate Sunday on Staurday night no more.
Daddy don't need no lock and key
For the piece he stowed out on Avenue D.
Daddy don't live in that New York City no more.

Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado no more.
He don't travel down to the neighbourhood liquor store.
Lucy still loves her Coke and rum,
But she sits alone 'cause her daddy can't come.
Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado no more, no more.

Driving like a fool down to Hackensack,
Drinking his dinner from a paper sack,
He says, "I gotta see a joker and I'll be right back."

[solo]

Daddy don't live in that New York City no more.
He can't get tight ev'ry night, pass out on the barroom floor.
Daddy can't get no fine cigar, but we know you're smoking wherever you are.
Daddy don't live in that New York City no more, no more.


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