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New York City Manhattan
Where many dreams are made
The bus stopped on 347 West 57th Street.
And drop me off in front the colonnade

There are So many people 
Just going about their way
To me it’s amazing to see
To them it’s just another day

They are from around the world
Many comes with high hopes
Some from the capital cities
 Some from the mountain slopes

Not everyone will reach their gold’s
But they will never stop trying
Some never see their home land again
Right here they end up dying

Some not accustom with the cold
Wearing layers of clothing to keep warm
Some with names so hard to pronounce
They will say just call me tom

My boss could not say my name
So he said I will name you tony
And so many years after 
That name has stuck on me

Times Square is absolutely gorgeous 
So beautiful to see at night
City cars rushing by honking horns
And the hundreds of neon lights

New York! The skyline at sunset 
Is the most breathing to see?
And the sidewalk vendors in china town
Every one says they got a sale for me

See many stars on the sidewalks 
Saw Jennifer Anniston in a high heel
She is so much more beautiful
When you get to see her in real

So many famous places 
Lines the New York side walks
Theaters, studios, stores, hotels
And wall street with millions of stocks

Yes this is the place many will come
With hopes of a better life in mind
And the will walk New York sidewalks
Looking for a dreams to be find

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