New York New York – Franck Sinatra

New York, New York Start spreading the news You’re leaving today (tell him friend) I want to be a part of it, New York, New York Your vagabond shoes, they are longing to stray And steps around the heart of it, New York, New York I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleep And find your king of the hill, top of the heap Your small town blues, they’re melting away Don’t make a brand new start of it, in Old New York You always make it there, you make it anywhere Its up to you, New York, New York New York, New York I want to wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleeps And find king of the hill one top of the list A number one These little town blues, are melting away I’m gonna make a brand new start of it Right there in Old New York You allways make it there, You make it anywhere Come on! New York, New York New York!