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I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes are longing to stray
And step a round of heart of it
New York, New York

I want to wake up in that city, that doesn't sleep
To find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap


My 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

New York, New York
I wanna wake up, in the city that doesn't sleep,
To find I'm king of the hill, head of the list
Cream of the crop at the top of the heap

My 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'd make it anywhere
Come on, come through New York, New York