Title: New York, New York
Artist: David Hasselhoff
Composer(s): Fred Ebb, John Kander
Lyric:
Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today
I wanna 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 wanna 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'll make a brand new start of it in old New York
If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere
It's up to you, New York, New York, New York, New York
I wanna wake up in a city that never sleeps
And find I'm a number one, top of the list
King of the hill, a number one
These little town blues are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it in old New York
And if I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you, New York, New York, New York
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