Do You Miss New York?

Since I took a left and moved out to the coast

From time to time, I find myself engrossed

With other erstwhile denizens of the Apple

While we sit around and take LA to task

There's a question someone's bound to ask

And with this complex question, we must grapple

Do you miss New York?

The anger, the action

Does this laid back lifestyle

Lack a certain satisfaction?

Do you ever burn to pack up

And return to the thick of it?

Are you really sick of it?

As you always say

Do you miss the pace?

The rat race, the racket

And if you had to face it now

Do you still think you could hack it?

When you're back in town

For a quick look around, how is it?

Does it feel like home

Or just another nice place to visit?

And were those halcyon days

Just a youthful phase you outgrew?

Tell me, do you miss New York?

Do you miss New York?

Do you miss the strain?

The traffic, the tension

Do you view your new terrain

With a touch of condescension?

And on this quiet street

Is it really as sweet as it seems out here?

Do you dream your dreams out here

Or is that passe?

Do you miss the scene?

The frenzy, the faces

And did you trade the whole parade

For a pair of parkin' places?

And if you had the choice

Would you still choose to do it all again?

Do you find yourself in line

To see Annie Hall again?

And do you ever run into that guy

Who used to be you?

Tell me, do you miss New York?

Me too

Me too