Get yourself a job with your fingertips
 Too many tickets for the backseat matinee
 Two hours later and you're looking for another face
 Don't ask for love
 Don't ask for pity
 Don't ask for me
 Welcome to the city

 Four hundred dollars bus a room in the city
 With a whole lot of people and a hole in the ceiling
 Freeze in the winter, die in the summer
 Seventeen kids next door without a mother
 Hey, if you see me coming up the stairs
 Please don't confuse me with someone who cares

 Welcome to the city...I'm glad you made it, baby
 I'm really...

 You got some letter, it's a recommendation
 Your best friend's ex sent a copy to the station
 And he knows some agent through a distant realtion
 An inside connection with a map and directions
 Ah, too bad you came
 Too bad you waited
 Too bad for you
 You're over-educated

 Welcome to the city...I'm glad you made it, baby
 I'm really glad

 Don't ask for love
 Don't ask for pity
 Don't ask for me
 Welcome to the city