6.30, Sunday mornin' and it's rainin'The kind of rain you'll only find on the west side6.30, Sunday mornin', someone's joggin' The way he runs, makes me think he's fromthe east side It's beautiful, you can get in tuneYou can see more life alone on a Central Park mornin'Than on a country afternoon 6.30, early autumn, leaves have fallenLet them sleep, they will keep my secret I wish that one more rainy Sundayto make up for Saturday Cheap wine, cheaper love, don't make wakin'up easy And this is the day you chose to be grayNew York, I don't know about you It's the right place, with the wrong peopleI should have stayed home and went to bed Friends lead me astray, I should have beenhere yesterday New York, I don't know about youThere's too many dancin' partners Just try and get one long, long, long, loanBut when you make out on the one-way subway It's better if you're on your ownCheap wine, cheaper love, don't make wakin' up easyAnd this is the day you chose to be gray New York, I don't know about youI wish there were more rainy Sundays to make up for Saturday nightsCheap wine, cheaper love, don't make wakin' up easy