New York
 

Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York
I want to 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 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
It's up to you, New York, New York
New York, New York
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps
And find I'm a number one, top of the list
King of the hill, a number one
These little town blues, are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
And
If I can make it there
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you, New York
New York
New York

Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute y'all
I want you spell for me something
I want you spell for me New York, man
Why do you want me to spell New York, man
I just want you to spell for me New York, can you do that, man?
Sure man, I can spell New York, well go ahead man
N-e-w Y-O-R-K, that's New York, man
No man, you've made a mistake man
I'm gonna teach you the right way and the proper way to spell New York, man
Well, go ahead, man
A knife, a fork, a vodka and a Cork
That's the way we spell New York, man
You see, no matter where I treat my guest
They always like my kitchen best
'Cause I've cocaine running around my brain
I've cocaine running around my brain
I want to dig me soul brothers and soul sisters
I want you to hold me tight 'cause I'm out of sight and I'm dynamite
I've got cocaine running around my brain
I've got cocaine running around my brain
Man oh man I've gotta be on the run
Because I'm out a sight you know
Because I'm dynamite
But everytime I walk in the rain
Man, o man, I feel a pain I feel a burning pain
Keep on burning In my bloody brain
I've got cocaine running around my brain, I've got
Cocaine running around my brain
I want to dig me
Soul brothers and sisters I want you to hold me
Tight 'cause I'm a dynamite I got cocaine running
Around my brain
No matter where I treat my guests you see
They always like my kitchen best
'Cause I've cocaine running around my brain cocaine
Running around my brain yea
Hey Jim, Jim
Where is Jim man?
I want to tell you somethin'
I want you to spell for me New York
Come an Jim, how you spell New York?
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York right on
Out of sight man right on
O right on, yeah right on
Man oh man I run around I've got to read the setting sun
'Cause I've got cocaine a whole lot, a whole lot of
Cocaine man
Running around my brain, running
Around my brain cocaine, cocaine, running around my
Brain yeah

Yea, yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and, since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem,
All of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway,
Pull me back to that McDonald's, took it to my stashbox, 560 State St.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock
Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out there in it naked
City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade
Three dice cee-lo, three card monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire St. that's
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is
Lined with casualties, who sip to life casually
Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve
Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style
End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end
Came here for school, graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty
No place in the world that could compare
Put your lighters in the air everybody say yeah, yeah,
Yea, yea
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York

Ik verkies wel de versie met Alicia Keys solo.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4IiccUjGps

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yEihgShrcIo

OMG 8O da's de eerste keer dat ik Sid bas hoor spelen.
Dat is écht wel slecht :lol:

Dame Shirley Bassey - New York New York & And I Love You So

M.F.S.B. - Let's Clean Up The Ghetto

:cheer:

'...Elke gelijkenis met bestaande personen of gebeurtenissen berust op louter toeval...'

:rofl:

:cheer::cheer: Filip Dewinter :cheer::cheer:

Zoek de 0,9 verschillen.



Zelfs de kleur van de ogen komen overeen. :rofl: