Many years since I was here
On the street I was passin´ my time away
To the left and to the right
Buildings towering into the sky
It´s outta sight, in the dead of night
Here I am, and in this city
With a fistful of dollars
And baby, you´d better believe

[Estribillo]
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 believe...

[Estribillo]
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

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
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
I´m back, back in the New York Groove
I´m back, back in the New York Groove