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I’m leaving today
I want to be a part of it 
New-York, New-York
These vagabond shoes are longing to stray
And step a round of heart of it 
New-York, New-York

I want to wake up in that 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

New-York, New-York 
I wanna wake up, in the city that doesn’t sleep,
To find I’m king of the hill, head of the list 
Cream of the crop at the 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’d make it anywhere 
Come on, come through New-York, New-York

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