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 never sleeps
To find I'm a number one, head of the list,
Cream of the crop
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
It's up to you...
New York, New York
Photos By. Mark Paul-Walker
New York, New York
Photos By. Mark Paul-Walker
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