When I walk around my roomThere is nothing else to sayWhen I walk around my roomEverything will be okay, ow!I am a city boyYou are a city girlYou date the city toolI am a city foolI am a city boyCity boy(One, two, three, four!)When you have an artistic viewIt’ll rub off on your takeWhen you answer to a bunch of dudesYou should run awayI am a city boyYou are a city girlYou date the city toolI am a city foolI am a city foolI am a city foolI am a, I am a city foolI am a, I am a city, city fool