New York, New York (Cover)

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I am leaving today

I want to be a part of it

New York, New York

These vagabond shoes

They are longing to stray

Right through the very heart of it

New York, New York

I want to wake up in a city that doesn′t sleep

And find I'm King of the Hill

Top of the heap

My smalltown blues

They have drifted away

I′m gonna 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

In New York, New York

I want to wake up in a city that doesn′t sleep

And find that I′m number one

Top of the list

Head of the heap

King of the hill

What a pain I got, right here

Those are little town blues

They have all melted away

I am about to make a brand new start of it

In old New York

And you better believe it, baby

If I can't make it there, you know

I′ll make it anywhere

It's up to you

New York, New York