New york, New York
Im 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 doesnt sleep
And find Im 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 Im a number one,
Top of the list.