Many years since I was here. On the street I was passin' my time away. To the left and to the right. Buildings towering to the sky. It's outta sight in the dead night. Here I am and in this city. With a fistful of dollars. And baby you'd better belive. Chorus:. I'm back back in the New York groove. I'm back back in the New York groove. I'm back back in the New York groove. Back in the New York groove. In the New York groove. In the back of my Cadillac. A wicked lady sittin' by my side. Sayin' "Where are we?". Stop at third and forty-three exit to the night. It's gonna be ecstacy. This place was meant for me. Feels so good tonight. Who cares about tomorrow?. So baby you'd better belive. Chorus. I'm back back in the New York groove (repeats out)