New York, 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 want to wake up in a city, that doesn't sleep 
And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap 

These little town blues, are melting away 
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York 
If I can 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 
To find I'm a number one, head of the list, 
Cream of the crop at the top of the heap. 

These little town blues, are melting away 
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York 
If I can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere 
It's up to you - New York, New York