Empire State of Mind, Pt. 2

Ooh, New York

Ooh, New York

Grew up in a town

That is famous as a 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

See my face in lights

Or my name on marquees found down on Broadway

Even if it ain't all it seems

I got a pocket full 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

On the avenue

There ain't ever 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

Someone sleeps tonight

With a hunger for more than an empty fridge

I'ma make it by any means

I got a pocket full 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

Streetlights, big dreams, all looking pretty

No place in the world that can compare

Put your lighters in the air, everybody say, yeah, yeah, 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