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New York New York
The Sugarhill Gang
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Grandmaster Flash
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Grandmaster Melle Mel & The Furious Five
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A New York, New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much, haha
Too much, too many people, too much, uh
A castle in the sky, one mile high
Built to shelter the rich and greedy
Rows of eyes, disguised as windows
Looking down on the poor and the needy
Miles of people marching up the avenue
Doing what they gotta do just to get by
I'm living in a land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't know why
Too much, too many people, too much
Too much, too many people, too much
A man's on a ledge, says he's gonna jump
People gather 'round, said he want, is just a jump
'Cause he lost his job
Then he got robbed, his mortgage is due
And his marriage is through
He says he ain't gonna pay no child support
Because the bitch left him without a second thought
He got nothing to eat, no shoes on his feet
She even left his clothes out in the street
He keeps hearing noises when he's at home
He always hears voices when he's all alone
His wife took the kids, the car
And the crib in this man's world
So much for women's lib
New York, New York, big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Down in the village, you might think I'm silly
But you can't tell the women from the men sometimes
They're sugar and spice and everything nice
But when you get them home, ain't no telling what you find
Right next door is a little old man
I seen him eating dog food out of a can
He says I got to eat when I can't afford meat
I barely can stand on my own two feet
I got a bad habit and I just can't break it
Something's on my mind and I just can't shake it
I need some time and I want some space
I gotta get away from the human race
Too much, too many people, too much (haha)
Too much, too many people, too much (urr)
Standing at a skyscraper reaching into heaven
When over in the ghetto, I'm living in hell
Just play ball or be an entertainer
'Cause niggas like me can't read too well
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
I dream about a life but I'm living in a nightmare
Paranoia's getting so set, facts no foul
Bad news cycle, heart attack, break down
Hee, huh, hee, huh, hee, huh, hee, huh
Hee, huh, hee, huh, hee, huh, hee, huh
Hee, huh, hee, huh, hee, huh, hee, huh
Hee, huh, hee, huh, hee, huh, hee, huh (uh)
If only I could sleep just ten more minutes
I might find the strength to make another day
If I didn't have to get up and do my thing
I would probably sleep my whole life away
I messed up a nice dream, something about ice cream
Whipped cream, fruit, cinnamon, sherry on top
Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh
The pressure is on and ain't never gonna stop
I sure gotta learn to use my mind
I don't wanna be kissing nobody's behind
Just standing on line looking like a jerk
Gotta get off my butt and do a full day's work
I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash
Should've been thinking to try to fake whiplash
A crowd gathered round, they calling me fat
Who you looking at with a face like that?
New York, New York, big city of dreams
Everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street looking for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just leaning on a fence
Trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents
Really is a prankster, try to be a gangster
A real big wheel when a gun is in his hand
Just did a stick up, just got picked up
One dead punk killed by the man
New York, New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (haha)
Too much, too many people, too much (urr)
A baby cries and a mother dies
And the tears fall from the doctor's eyes
Because in this room, on this day
The good Lord has given and taken away, uh
The gift of life really means a lot
And in the ghetto your life is all you got
So you take to the streets trying to exist in the trash
And slime of a world like this
What you watch on TV tells you what life is supposed to be
But when you look outside, the only thing you see
Is the poverty-stricken reality
Abandoned places, angry faces
Much hate and hunger throughout the races
You say I'm grown and I'm on my own
So why don't everybody just leave me alone?
Now you stay at home, talking on the phone
Doing 90 miles an hour in the 50 mile zone (mm)
They never took the time to tell you about sex
So you had to learn about it in the disco text
Nine months later, the baby is there
And the nigga that did it said, I don't care
You don't have enough money to help feed two
So you have to choose between the baby and you
The sky was crying, rain and hell
When you put your baby in the garbage pail
Then you kissed the kid and put down the lid
And you tried to forget what you just did (uh)
The muffled screams of a dying baby
Was enough to drive the young mother crazy
So she ran in the rain trying to ease the pain
Haha and she drove herself insane
New York, New York, big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (haha)
Too much, too many people, too much (uh)
What's happening, man? What's up?
Man, you should see these bad girls
I got work in the corner for you
Yo, man, come here, man
Give me the light, man
Hey, yo, y'all know this dude?
Look, he's coming right here
Let's rob him, man oh, yeah
Nah, nah, leave him
Hey, Slick, you know you're wearing a sugar hill rockets?
Hey, man, that's a jersey, nigga
Come here, man, man What's up?
Hey, man, watch out
Hey, yo, man
Break your
Look at men
New York, New York, big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (haha)
Too much, too many people, too much
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