Paroles de New York

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 Right through the very heart of it New York, New York I wanna wake up in a city that doesn't sleep To find the cream of the crop at the 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 New York It's up to you New York