In the city, in the city,
the buildings reach out to the clouds.
Arf, arf!
Oof, oof, oof, oof, oof!
Hello there, I'm Arfie,
the doggy who belongs to every
good little boy and girl.
And I'm Fatty Bell.
Whenever you hear this...
Roar! I appear.
Arf, arf!
and wherever Arfie goes,
I'm not too far away.
I'm spending the day here
in the city.
It's lots of fun.
Say, look at all the toys
in this department store window.
Let's go through the revolving
door
and look at them.
Help! I'm stuck in the door!
I can't stop!
Help! Help! Arfie! Arfie!
All right, Arfie,
I've stopped the revolving door.
Now try to keep out of trouble
while I go shopping.
Boys and girls,
here I am in the supermarket.
Uh -oh, look at those dog biscuits
way up on the top shelf.
I'll climb on this pile of soup cans
so I can reach them.
Oh, they don't seem any too steady.
Oh well, in the city. In the city.
Just a little higher now.
A little higher. They're falling!
What's going on here?
Where did this dog come from?
Call the police!
Call the deer catcher!
No, no.
Call Patty Bell. Patty Bell!
Here I am, Arfie.
It's all right, Mr. Manager.
Arfie will come with me.
You know, Ar fie,
there are lots of things to
see and do in the city
without getting into mischief.
In the city, in the city,
the buildings reach up to the clouds,
there's a trolley, there's a taxi,
look out you'll get lost in the crowds,
the policeman blows his whistle,
when he wants the traffic to stop.
Elevators in the buildings
will take you right up to the top.
You like to walk through re
volving doors,
round and round you go.
Look at what's in that
depart ment store
a reindeer with nose
a glove in the city
it's so pretty with
thousands of lights
everywhere selling popcorn
the city is just like a fair
the city is just like a fair