New York, New York (From ”New York, New York”)

Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I wanna 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 wanna 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

If I can, if I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York
New York