New York -New York (Frank Sinatra)

Start spreading the news
I’m leaving 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 want to wake up in the city
That doesn’t sleep
And find I’m king of the hill
Top of the heat

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