New York, New York

(Frank Sinatra) 

Start spreadin' the news,

I'm leavin' 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 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 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 away

I'm gonna make

a brand new start of it

in old New York

A-a-a-nd if I can make it there,

I'm gonna make it anywhere

It's up to you,

New York, New York...

New York...