City streets where the steam and the heat never goes to sleep. What a sight all the yellow and tans and the black and whites. There's also a dark shade of blue struttin' along two by two. Their guns hangin' low like the cowboys you dig in the old gunfights. Chorus. But still I got hooked on them big apple blues. And I got hung up on them big apple blues. And I got strung up on them big apple blues. I ain't got nothin' to lose. Them hot licks from the hicks satisfy the Manhattan chicks. Them cool schmucks get their hooks on the bucks with their sexy looks. They all know how to do what good little girls shouldn't do. I don't care 'bout evasion cos all o' that hassle sucks. Chorus. But still I got hooked on them big apple blues. And I got hung up on them big apple blues. And I got strung up on them big apple blues. I ain't got nothin' to lose. Break. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got hooked on. I got got switched on. I got got turned on. I got got turned on. I got got hooked on. I got got switched on. I got got turned on yeah. City streets where the steam and the heat never goes to sleep. And city walls standing tall if you fall no-one hears you call. There are bodies all filled up with wine sayin' buddy have you got a dime. The apple ain't bad it's just bruised and I'm glad that it's there at all. Chorus. But still I got hooked on them big apple blues. And I got hung up on them big apple blues. I got strung on switched on hooked on them big apple blues. I got hooked on snooked on cooked on them big apple blues. Why I got to hang on to hang on to hang on to hang on to them blues. Why I got hooked on cooked on snooked on them big apple blues. And I got hooked on them big apple blues. I ain't got nothin' to lose