New York, New York


Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it – New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it – New York, New York

I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleep
And find I’m King of the hill – top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away
Ill make a brand new start of it – in old New York
If I can make it there, Ill make it anywhere
Its up to you – New York, New York

New York, New York
I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps
And find I’m a number one – top of the list, King of the hill
A number one

These little town blues, are melting away
I’m gonna make a brand new start of it – in old New York
And if I can make it there, I’m gonna make it anywhere

It up to you – New York, New York

New York

Frank Sinatra