Frank Sinatra - New York, New York lyrics

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 a city, that doesn't sleep And find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap These little town blues, are melting away I'm gonna 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 want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps To find I'm a number one, head of the list, Cream of the crop at the top of the heap.