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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, And make a brand new start of it,
New York, New York.
I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps, To 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'll make it anywhere, It's up to you,
New York, New York.