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 a way
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
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 a way
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's up to you
New york, new york
Writer/s: Fred Ebb / John Kander
