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Ooooh, New York! |
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Ooooh, New York! |
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Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes |
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Noise is always loud, |
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there are sirens all around and the streets are mean |
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If I can make it here, |
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I can make it anywhere, that's what they say |
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Seeing my face in lights or my name |
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in marquees found down on Broadway |
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Even if it ain't all it seems, |
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I got a pocketful full of dreams |
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Baby I'm from New York! |
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of |
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There's nothing you can't do |
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Now you're in New York! |
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These streets will make you feel brand new |
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Big lights will inspire you |
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Hear it for New York, |
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New York, New Yooork! |
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On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, |
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ladies work so hard |
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Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, |
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preachers pray to God |
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Hail a gypsy cab, |
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takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge |
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Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge |
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I'ma make it by any means, |
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I got a pocketful of dreams |
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Baby I'm from New York! |
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of |
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There's nothing you can't do |
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Now you're in New York! |
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These streets will make you feel brand new |
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Big lights will inspire you |
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Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! |
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One hand in the air for the big city |
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Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty |
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No place in the world that can compare |
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Put your lighters in the air, everybody say |
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Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! |
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From New York! |
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of |
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There's nothing you can't do |
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Now you're in New York! |
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These streets will make you feel brand new |
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Big lights will inspire you |
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Let's hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! |
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From New York! |
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Concrete jungle where dreams are made of |
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There's nothing you can't do |
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Now you're in New York! |
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These streets will make you feel brand new |
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Big lights will inspire you |
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Let's hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! |
