Lyrics New York in the Springtime - Janis Ian

New York in the Springtime

I like New York in the springtime
When the pimps come out to play
And all the cities going gay
And it’s a symphony in bay
I like New York in the summer
When the buildings start to drool
When all the rapists play the fool
Falling in love with you
Anytime I hear a old-time show on the radio
I cry to the by gone days
Even I’m amazed when 42nd Street comes out to play
The picture show and the radio singin' 'bout a new sensation
Maturation, copulation, on the TV if you’re pacient
I like the recession
Conquerors change the rates
Agnew’s pitching hay
Nixon can get laid
I like New York in the springtime
When the pimps come out to play
I must return someday
Bad-do-bad-do-bad-do-da-dum