Growing up across the Hudson, I stared out of my window Every night at the Manhattan skyline Reading The Sunday Times with a light under the covers I dreamed of having my own byline So I studied my butt off at Rutgers Ran the student gazette and got my Honor's degree I got a shoebox apartment in Bushwick It can barely fit a futon, but it works for me I'm ready to work, I'm hot off the press I'm gonna write my own ticket to success I gotta find my feet and show this city I mean business I mean business, oh, yeah I mean business, yes, I do I mean business, New York City I mean business, oh, yeah I mean business, yes, I do I mean business, New York City I'ma work I'ma work my way back to you Walking East Dunford and 2nd, it's like all of a sudden Every light is turning green for me now I got my good-luck notebook for my interview this morning 'Cause I'm a little boss-to-be now Sure, this magazine is only for fashion But it'll cover my rent and get my foot in the door And my brilliant adapting will soon be resulting In a monumental story they cannot ignore I'm ready to work, I'm hot off the press I'm gonna write my own ticket to success I'm gonna find my feet and show this city I mean business I mean business, oh, yeah I mean business, yes, I do I mean business, New York City I mean business, oh, yeah I mean business, yes, I do I mean business, New York City I'ma work I'ma work my way back to you By the time that I'm twenty-four The New Yorker will promote me And before I turn twenty-eight Every late night show will quote me Pulitzer Prize winner Andy Sachs This wasn't corruption, I'm bringing the facts Like Gloria Steinem in her pride Changing the world one page at a time I mean business, oh, yeah I mean business through and through I mean business, New York City I mean business, oh, yeah Serious business through and through So we're in business, New York City 'Cause I, oh, yes, I I got work to do I got work to do I got work to do I got work to do I got work to do