New York at Dawn

[Verse 1]
New York at dawn
You bon vivant
I should be in my room
You got me chasing moonlight

[Verse 2]
New York at dawn
You bon vivant
You send me on a binge
Throw caution through the window

[Chorus 1]
Hideaways and promenades
And “may I take you home?”
Cigarettes and cool coquettes
And disconnected phones
Lucky, I guess
They call you Mister Lucky

[Verse 3]
New York at dawn
You bon vivant
You powder up my nose
Then put me on the clothes line

[Chorus 2]
Plaza suites and sleepy streets
And melancholy skies
Broken hearts and other parts
Silly little taxi-cab goodbyes
Lucky, I guess
So you say you’re Mister Lucky

[Coda]
You’re like the late late show
Perfect for lazy romance