To the left and to the right, buildings towering to the sky
It's outta sight in the dead night

Here I am and in this city, with a fistful of dollars
And baby, you'd better belive

Chorus:
I'm back, back in the New York groove
I'm back, back in the New York groove
I'm back, back in the New York groove

Back in the New York groove, in the New York groove

In the back of my Cadillac
A wicked lady, sittin' by my side, sayin' "Where are we?"
Stop at third and forty-three, exit to the night
It's gonna be ecstacy, this place was meant for me

Feels so good tonight, who cares about tomorrow
So baby, you'd better belive

Chorus

I'm back, back in the New York groove (repeats out