Now it is time for us to remember the greatest....
Frank Sinatra
Whose lyrics are:
Start spreadin' the news,
I'm leavin' today
I want to be a part of it,
New York, New York...
These vagabond shoes
They are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it,
New York, New York...
I wanna wake up in that city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill,
Top of the heap...
My little town blues
They 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...
In New York, New York...
I want to wake up in that city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill,
Top of the list,
King of the hill,
A-number-one...
These little town blues
Oh they're melting away
I'm gonna make
A brand new start of it
In old New York
A-a-a-nd if I can make it there,
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you,
New York, New York...
New York...
Frank Sinatra
Whose lyrics are:
Start spreadin' the news,
I'm leavin' today
I want to be a part of it,
New York, New York...
These vagabond shoes
They are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it,
New York, New York...
I wanna wake up in that city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill,
Top of the heap...
My little town blues
They 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...
In New York, New York...
I want to wake up in that city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill,
Top of the list,
King of the hill,
A-number-one...
These little town blues
Oh they're melting away
I'm gonna make
A brand new start of it
In old New York
A-a-a-nd if I can make it there,
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you,
New York, New York...
New York...
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