Lyrics of the song New York New York by Frank Sinatra

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'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.

- Frank Sinatra -