Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I wanna be a part 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 vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York
If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York
I wanna wake up in a city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Head of the list
Cream of the crop
At the top of the heap
These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York

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