lyrics or other text: | Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today,
I wanna be a part of it New York, New York.
These vagabond shoes are longing to stray,
And step around the heart of it New York, New York.
I wanna wake up in the 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'd make it anywhere,
It's up to you, New York, New York.
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