Lyrics

I walk like I’m always gonna miss the bus
No time to waste, no time to fuss
Split a cab with my friends, all we do is complain
Bout traffic in the streets, taxi’s to blame
Spent $14 on an over salted pretzel
Take a bite, dam, that’s dreadful
But I won’t stop until I finish every bite
With the price of rent, the money is tight
I’m yankee for life, yankee for life
Just like the city, always alive
I’m yankee for life, yankee for life
Just like the city, always alive
Written by: Bobby John, Emir Yurok, Yutaka Yamada
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