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 o´ 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.

And a if I can make it there,
I´m gonna make it anywhere.

It´s up to you, New York, New York,
New York.