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can.

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Big gie, now I live on Bill sus board, pay and I brought my Wade.

boys with me.

Say what up to Ty Ty, for still sip ping Mai ted tai the sit ting court side rade.

Knicks and Nets give me high ted fives.

the Nig ger, I be spiked ber out, M I can trip a re fe ree, a tell by my at ti tude ver that I’m most the de fi nite re In New York,

con crete jun gle where dreams are made of; there’s noth ing you can’t do now you’re (F)in (C)New York.

These streets will make you feel brand new, big lights will in spire you.

Let’s hear it (F)for (C)New York, New York, New York!

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a Me, I got ta plug Spe cial Ed ry got it made, ty!

if Jes us pay in’ Le Bron, sus I’m pay in’ D wayne my starts boys when the Three what dice to cee lo, for three card du Mon ted te, the La bor Day pa rade.

Rest in peace Bob ad Mar ted ley.

the Sta ger, tue of Li ber ty, M long live got the World ling Trade, a long live the king, ty yo, ver I’m I’m from ter Em fi pi an In New York,

con crete jun gle where dreams are made of; there’s noth ing you can’t do now you’re (F)in (C)New York.

These streets will make you feel brand new, big lights will in spire you.

Let’s hear it (F)for (C)New York, New York, New York!

Catch me at the York!

One hand in the air for the big cit y; street lights, big dreams all look ing pret ty.

No place in the world that can com pare.

Put your light ers in the air, ev ’ry bod y say (Asus4)yeah, yeah,

(A)yeah, yeah.

(Am7)In New York!