Dia 7: Uma foto de um sonho

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Start spreading the news

I'm leaving today

I want to be a part of it

New York, New York

These vagabon shoes

Are longing to stray

Right through the very heart of it

New York, New York

I wanna 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 a way

I'll make a brand-new star of it

In old New York