If I Were A Tishman

Oh, New York is changing.

Wherever you look,

Big tall buildings by Tishman

Tishman, ahh...

If I were a Tishman,

Yum di diddle didle doody didle diddy didy di

(Yum di didle)

All day long I'd buildy buildy build,

If I were a building man.

I'd build a lot of buildings,

Yum di didle doody deedle didle deedle didle dumb

(Yum di didle)

Building buildings anywhere I wish,

If I were a Tishy Tishy Tish.

I'd build the 666 5th Avenue building

Right in the middle of the town,

One block wide and forty-eight stories high.

And I'd have eighteen elevators going up

And twenty-seven more going down,

All of them express to pass you by.

(Di diddle di)

I'd build a ladies room and also a mens room,

Right there on each and every floor,

Each one in a style that is apropos.

And like the restrooms in the best office buildings,

You'd need a key to open up the door,

Though who would steal a bathroom, I dunno!

Oh, if I were a Tishman,

Yum di diddle doidle didle dadle doodle deedle dumb

(Yum di didle)

All day long I'd buildy buildy build,

If I were a building man.

I'd build a lot of buildings,

Yum di doodle dadle didle deedle didle dodle dumb

(Yum di didle)

I could realize my life's ambish,

Raising rents whenever I would wish,

Telling tenants, "You can call me pish."

If I were a rich Tishman