Letra de New York, New York, Frank Sinatra



Starts 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 
and find I´m king of the hill, 
top of the heap. 

This little town blues 
are melting away. 
I´ll make a brand new start of it 
in old New York. 

If I can´t make it there 
I´ll make it... 
anywhere, 
it´s up to you, 
New York, New York. 

New York, New York 
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps, 
and find I´m a number one, 
top of the list
king of the hill
a number one. 

These little town blues 
are melting away. 
I´ll gonna make a brand new start of it 
in old New York. 

And...
if I can´t make it there 
I´m gonna make it anywhere, 
it´s up to you, New york, New york.

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