New York, New York

Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
Your vagabond shoes are longing to stray
And through the very heart of it
New York, New York

I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn't sleep
And find your king of the hill
Top of the heap

My rough town blues are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
New York, New York
Fucking make it there, I make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York



Credits
Writer(s): John Kander, Fred Ebb, Greg Prechel
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