On 52nd street
No love remains
The people there are cold and blue

But on this little day,
I'll be going away
And New York will be anew

On 52nd street,
On 52nd street,

We can shift this rhythm into overdrive,
We can generate a ton of heat
But if we can't make it back to New York City,
What will become of me?

If we throw a little soul parade,
They'll never know the second bar was played
And New York will be anew.

On 52nd street,
On 52nd street,