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I'm a girl who doesn't want to be like the others, because I dislike the others. I want to be like this girls on the news paper. Unlike-the-others

I want to be like them. Smile on their faces, glasses on their eyes, hairband on their heads. The sun shinning and the light is on. beautiful, they are beauiful, all, and I wanna be like them.

Start spreading the news, I'm leaving 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'm gonna 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.