New York, New York To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap 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 Start spreading the news I'm leaving today I want to be a part of it, New

You're no good for me Do you think we'll be in love forever? Do you think we'll be in love? Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City Baby, you're no good for me Never was there ever a girl so pretty But baby, I want you, I want Can we hit it now low down

Nessun dorma Tu pure, o Principessa Nella tua fredda stanza Guardi le stelle Che tremano d'amore e di speranza Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me Il nome mio nessun saprà No, no, sulla tua bocca lo dirò

(Getting in tune to the straight and narrow) Right in on you Right in on you (right in on you) Getting in tune to the straight and narrow Yeh I'm getting in tune to the straight and narrow Right in tune I'm in tune And I'm gonna tune I'm getting in tune

Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you Thinking of you What you would do if You were the one Who was spending the night Oh I wish that I Was looking into your eyes Looking into your eyes

New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another To know what it's like to love somebody the way I love you To know how it feels to kill yourself with bad

I like me better when I'm with you I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause I like me better when Damn, I like me better when I'm with you Stay awhile, stay awhile Stay here with me To be young and in love in New York City (New York

Watch the tempo Love me, love me like that Love me, give me some mad love Love me like we ain't never let go (how you mean?) Poco a poco, muy, muy lento (sing) Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (woop woop woop woop) Gyal

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you! Embrace me, you irreplaceable you! Just one look at you My heart grew tipsy in me, You and you alone Bring out the gypsy in me! I love all, the many charms about you! Above all, I want my arms about you! Don't be a

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses Had to bring it back to New York I'm happy that the streets is back in New York For you rappers, I carry the cross Y'all can keep y'all weak beats,