6.30, Sunday mornin' and it's rainin'
The kind of rain you'll only find on the west side
6.30, Sunday mornin', someone's joggin' The way he runs, makes me think he's from
the east side It's beautiful, you can get in tune
You can see more life alone on a Central Park mornin'
Than on a country afternoon 6.30, early autumn, leaves have fallen
Let them sleep, they will keep my secret I wish that one more rainy Sunday
to make up for Saturday Cheap wine, cheaper love, don't make wakin'
up easy And this is the day you chose to be gray
New York, I don't know about you It's the right place, with the wrong people
I should have stayed home and went to bed Friends lead me astray, I should have been
here yesterday New York, I don't know about you
There's too many dancin' partners Just try and get one long, long, long, loan
But when you make out on the one-way subway It's better if you're on your own
Cheap wine, cheaper love, don't make wakin' up easy
And this is the day you chose to be gray New York, I don't know about you
I wish there were more rainy Sundays to make up for Saturday nights
Cheap wine, cheaper love, don't make wakin' up easy