Empire State of Mind (Pt. II) Broken Down

Ooohh New York

Ooohh New York

Grew up in a town that is famous as the place of movie scenes

Noise is always loud there are sirens all around and the streets are mean

If I can make it here I can make it anywhere that's what they say

Seeing my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway

Even if it ain’t all it seems I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from 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
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York New York New York
On the avenue there ain't never a curfew ladies work so hard

Such a melting pot on the corner selling rock preachers pray to God

Hail a gypsy cab takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge

Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge

I'm gonna make it by any means I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These street 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 looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air everybody say yeah yeah yeah yeah
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
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York New York New York