Francis Albert Sinatra - New York | Текст песни

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• Francis Albert Sinatra
• New York

Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New york, new york

These vegabond shoes
Are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New york, new york

Bridge 1:
I wanna wake up in the 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 make it there,
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you,
New york, new york

Bridge 2:
New york, new york
I wanna wake up in the city
That never sleeps
And find I'm a number one,
Top of the list,
King of the hill, a number one...

This...little town.... blues
Are...melting away,
I gotta make a brand new start of it
In old new york

And if I can make it there,
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you,
New york, new yoooooooooork...
New yooork.
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