Wednesday, June 21, 2006

The bags are packed


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
And make a brand new start of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps
To 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.

I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps
To 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 Yorkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

2 comments:

Boogie said...

The Yankees win...theeeeeeee Yankees WIN!

LisaBinDaCity said...

Hope to see you and Boogs!

Oh and per MY blog, The Liza Minelli version beats the Frank Sinatra version to shit ;-)