NEW YORK, NEW YORK

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Start spreadin´ the news, I´m leavin´ today.

I wanna be a part of it, New York, New York.

These vagabond shoes, are longin´ to stray.

And step around the heart of it, New York, New York.

I wanna wake up in the city that doesn´t sleep.

To find I´m king of the hill, top of the heap.

My 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.

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