DADDY DON'T LIVE IN THAT NEW YORK CITY NO MORE 

 
Daddy don't live in that New York City no more
He don't celebrate Sunday on Staurday night no more
Daddy don't need no lock and key
For the piece he stowed out on Avenue D
Daddy don't live in that New York City no more

Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado no more
He don't travel down to the neighbourhood liquor store
Lucy still loves her Coke and rum
But she sits alone 'cause her daddy can't come
Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado no more, no more

Driving like a fool down to Hackensack

Drinking his dinner from a paper sack
He says, "I gotta see a joker and I'll be right back”

[Solo]

Daddy don't live in that New York City no more
He can't get tight ev'ry night, pass out on the barroom floor
Daddy can't get no fine cigar, but we know you're smoking wherever you are
Daddy don't live in that New York City no more, no more