I'm leaving today.
I want to be a part of it, New York, New York.
To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap.
Are melting away.
In old New York.
It's up to you, New York, New York.
New York, New York.
Crème of the crop and the top of the heap.
In old New York.
Come on, Come though, New York, New York.
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