New York, New York

by alyssa bozekowski

 

New York, New York

These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray

Right through the very heart of it

New York, New York

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I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps

And 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

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         In old New York

If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere

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It’s up to you, New York..New York

 

 

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New York…New York

I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps

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And find I’m A number one, top of the list

King of the hill, A number one….

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These little town blues, are melting away

I’ll make a brand new start of it

 

 

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In old New York

If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere

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

 

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