Empire state of mind

If I could make it here
I could make it anywhere
That's what they say
Seeing my face in lights
Or my name in marquees found down broadway

I'm going to 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 streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
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 compared
Put your lighters in the air
Everybody say yeah, yeah yeaah

New york, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in new york, new york, new york