Testo di Finale

New York, New York. The lights are out. It's six o'clock. C'mon fella, let's get back to the ship. Chip! Ozzie! Gabey! Pitkin understood. He really understood! New York, New York! It's a helluva town! We've got one day here and not another minute To see the famous sights! We'll find the romance and danger waiting in it Beneath the Broadway lights, But we've hair on our chest So what we like the best Are the nights. Sights! Lights! Nights! New York, New York, a helluva town. The Bronx is up, but the Battery's down. The people ride in a hole in the groun'. New York, New York it's a helluva town!!