New York New York

New York New York

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Start spreading the news...I'm leaving today...
I want to be a part of it

New York, New York

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These vagabond shoes....Are longing to stray
And make a brand new start of it
New York, New York

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I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps
To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap

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These little town blues...Are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York

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If I can make it there...I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you...

New York, New York.