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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 that 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 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

New York, New York
I want to wake up in that city
That never sleeps
And find I'm a number one
Top of the list
King of the hill, a number one

These 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, If I can make it there
I'm gonna make it anywhere
Come on, come through
New York, New York