Empire state of dreams

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
These streets will make you feel brand new,
The lights will inspire you,
Let's here it for New York, New York, New York.

Welcome to the bright lights,
Don’t bite the apple Eve.
Caught up in the in-crowd,
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them.
Came here for school, graduated to the high life,
Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight.
Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out,
Everybody rides her, just like a bus route.