Quarter to five on a Friday night
Finished all your work and your boss is out of sight
Loosen up your tie and pick up your attache
The working week is over, now it’s time to play
Go down to the seaport, meet all your pals, get ready to have some fun
Get totally drunk, act like a jerk, just live everyone
Many years ago, if you were on a ship, you might go there to anchor
Nowadays, if you’re a yuppie you go there to be a wanker
South Street Seaport is the place to be you’ll be boozin’ it up until quarter to three
You know just what you’re doing, you’ve got frat party roots
But instead of wearing togas, you wear business suits
Young urban professionals yup yup yup yup yup
Young urban professionals yup yup yup yup yup
Yup yup yup yup
Spending paychecks every Friday a lifestyle you can’t afford
Just a computer operator – think you’re chairman of the board
Figured out a way to get some quick cash
A yuppie scam’s the only way to fund your seaport bash
Stole company stock, took the cash, invested it in crack
Never thought they’d catch you. You were planning to give it back
No more sushi, no more tofu, no more Perrier
Seaport parties you once lived for are now a memory
South Street Seaport is the place to be you’ll be boozin’ it up until quarter to three
You know just what you’re doing, you’ve got frat party roots
But instead of wearing togas, you wear business suits
Young urban professionals yup yup yup yup yup
Young urban professionals yup yup yup yup yup
Yup yup yup yup
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