(spoken) Well listen, we've already discussed my love of research. Remember the ball-odds? Well I guess--I found something else I got interested in. I realized, I started wondering seriously which city -- and I mean out of all the cities in the entire world -- has had the most songs written about it. So I, I researched that. Okay, London has had 68 songs written about it. Paris, uh, 73. Um, let's see, uh, San Francisco, 19. Uh, New Orleans, 17. L.A., 4. But I, I found, I fin-- I finally found it though, I found the one city in the entire world that's had more songs written about it than any other. As a matter of fact, it's had three hundred and eleven songs written about it. And we'd like to do some of them for you. We don't do all of them, or we'll be here for thirty seven years, but we'll do some of 'em, alright?
(Hup!) This is the city.
I'll say goodbye to all of my sorrow
By tomorrow I'll be on my way
I guess the Lord must be in New York City
So tired of gettin' nowhere
Seein' my prayer
Gone unanswered
I guess the Lord must be in New York City
Well here I am, Lord
Knockin' at your back door
Ain't it wonderful to be
Where I always wanted to be
Take me back to Manhattan
Take me back to New York
I'm just longin' to see once more
My little home on the hundredth floor
Can you wonder I'm gloomy?
Can you smile when I frown?
I miss the day of (I miss the night of)
I miss the sound of (I miss the sight of)
Manhattan, and Staten Island too
It's lovely going through the zoo
A hot street, Mott Street in July
Sweet push carts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
And it's made for a girl and boy
Oh, we'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of...
City rhythm, yeah!
City rhythm, yeah, yeah!
I'm lost, I'm found
I'm up, I'm down
But somehow, I survive
It's got to be the New York City
Rhythm in my life
In my life
Nueva York
Nueva York
Nueva York
Nueva York
Hear the beat of dancing feet
On the avenue I'm takin' you to
Forty second street
Little nifties from the fifties
Innocent and sweet
Shaded ladies from the eighties
Gold dust at their feet
Nueva York
Nueva York
Come along and listen to
The lullaby of Broadway
Hip hooray and ballyhoo
The lullaby of Broadway
They say the neon lights are bright on Broadway
(New York, New York, a hell of a town)
They say there's always music in the air
(The Bronx is up and the Battery's down)
They say the neon lights are bright on Broadway
(The people ride in a hole in the ground)
They say there's always music there on Broadway
(New York, New Yooooooork, New York, New Yooooooork)
On Broadwayyyy
Every street's a boulevard in old New York
Every street's the highway of your dreams
It's a thrill to shop on 34th Street
Or down on Union Square
I like the people you meet
On Mulberry Street
Have ya ever been there?
Every street's a boulevard in old New York
So keep smiling, and you'll never wear a frown
Just remember there's the East Side,
And there's the West Side
And uptown and down
That's why I'd love to be the mayor of
Love to be the mayor of
Love to be the mayor of that town!
Start spreadin' the news
I'm leavin' today
I wanna be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes
Are longin' to stray
And step around the heart of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up in the city that doesn't sleep
To find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap
My 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'd make it anywhere
It's up to you New York, New York
New York, New York
I want to wake up in the city that doesn't sleep
To find I'm king of the hill
Head of the list
Cream of the crop
At the top of the heap
My 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'd make it anywhere
Come on, come through
New York, New York
