I lost my car to the Riverside Drive
Last seen headed up the Upper West side
138th Street or 139
What's yours is theirs
What's theirs was mine
Now it's gone for parts
It's gone for fun
It's gone for sure
Ask anyone
No, they're not polite
They don't say please
With the cover of night
They never use keys
(Chorus)
Now there's a stranger in my driver's seat
There's broken glass around his feet
And the radio will change it's tune
Removed beneath a New York moon
The precinct has an icy clerk
Her hand fills out the paperwork
But the cops don't look for stolen cars
You can wish upon a star
It happens every now and then
That people see their cars again
Some are found on cinder blocks
With open trunks and busted locks
They say in this town nothing sleeps
That goes for thieves and chimney sweeps
The smart ones say to keep your ride
Park it on the Jersey side
(Chorus)
(Repeat 1st verse)
Manhattan nights are full of rats
Republicans and Democrats
Most of them have learned the rules
The rest of us just go to school
(Chorus)
