Listen to the sound of the city, listen to the sound of my town
New York is the city of cities, New York is still wearing the crow-own
Listen to the sound of the city, listen to the people I love
Everyone is speaking your language, New York speaks in your native to-ongueNew York (New York) – we're skatin' down broadway
At midnight or midday – we do our own thing
New York (New York) – a city with gusto
New York is a big show – it's what's happeningListen to the sound of the city, listen to the cats on the street
New York is the fans of the Yankees, New York is a cop on the bea-eat
Listen to the sound of the city, listen to the steeple bells chime
New York is a city of magic, New York is a hip state of mi-indNew York (New York) – the city of night life
The city of bright lights – we're doin' our part
New York (New York) – the city of fashio-ion
The city of passio-ion – this town has a heartListen to the sound of the city, New York is the pulse of the world
New York is the meca that's broadway, New York is the style on the gir-irl
Listen to the sound of the city, listen to the sound of my tow-ow-own
You can take a ride on the tramway, hold your breath while your comin' dow-ownNew York (New York), perpetual motion
From ocean to ocean – there's nothing compares
New York (New York) – the parks and the playgrounds
New York is the sweet sound – of children at playListen to the sound of the city, New York at the dock is ali-i-ive
Uptown and the roads are in column, New York is a city with pri-i-ide
Listen to the sound of the city, New York is both future and past
New York is the city of music, New-ew Yor-ork is the city with cla-assListen to the sound of the city,
Composição: Henri Belolo / Jacques Morali / Phil Hurtt.
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