(M. Crenshaw)
Whenever idleness is making me insane
Then I feel I should be getting the train on the double
Here comes trouble
I hit the city and my head is a-reelinI get the feelin' that it was really was worth going after
We're tastin' disaster
So 'round and 'round and 'round we go
Through seventeen lights in a row
Take a hold of my hand and come with me
We'll go rockin' around in NYC
Whenever ennui is takin' me way down
Then I feel I should be gettin' to town on the double
Here comes trouble
I hit the city and I'm feelin' the thunder
No need to wonder if it was really worth going after
We're tastin' disaster