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 L.A. to task

There's a question someone's bound to ask

And with this complex matter we must grapple

Do you miss New York? The anger, the action

Does your laid back lifestyle

Lack a certain satisfaction?

Do you ever burn to pack up and return

To the thick of it, or are you really sick of it?

As you always say

Do you miss the pace? The rat race, a racket

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 seem 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 on this quiet street?

Is it really as sweet as it seems out here?

Do you dream your dreams out here or is that passé?

Do you miss the scene? The frenzy, the faces

And did you trade the whole parade

For a pair of parking places?

If you had the choice would you still choose to do it all again?

Do you find yourself standing in line to see Annie Hall again?

And do you ever run into that someone who used to be you?

Tell me, do you miss New York? Me too