Why Should I Worry

One minute I'm in Central Park
Then I'm down on Delancey Street
From the Bow'ry to St. Marks
There's a syncopated beat

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetwise, I can improvise
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetsmart, I've got New York City heart

Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire

Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire

The rhythm of the city
But once you get it down
Then you can own this town
You can wear the crown

Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire

Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire

Ev'rything goes
Ev'rything fits
They love me at the Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz

Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
And even when I cross that line
I got street savoire faire

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo