Текст песни Theme From New York, New York - Live At Caesars Palace, Las Vegas/1982 - Frank Sinatra

Here's big chance fellas, hands up everybody and
Aaaaah
Not bad
I think you both suck milk
New York, New York's a hell of a town
The bombs is up and the butter is down
And the people ride in the hole in the ground
New York, New York, it's a hell of a town
Chicago, Chicago a wonderful town
A toddling town
I lost my heart in Kansas City
Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, they 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
My LA blues
They have melted away
Imma 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
Ha, ha
In 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
Head of the heap
King of the hill
Oh what a pain
These little town blues
They have melted away
I am about to make a brand new start of it
In old New York
And if I can make it there
I know that I'm about to make it baby, anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York