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New York, New York
New York, New York

I Happen to Like New York
Cole Porter

I happen to like New York, I happen to love this town
I like the city air, I like to drink of it
The more I see New York, the more I think of it
I like the sight and the sound and even the stink of it
I happen to like New York
I like to go to Battery Park and watch the liners booming in
I often ask myself why should it be
That they come so far across the sea?
I suppose it's because they all agree with me
They happen to like New York
Last Sunday afternoon, I took a trip to Hackensack
But after I gave Hackensack the once over
I took the next train back
I happen to like New York
And oh, the Easter Show at the Music Hall
A perfect delight
And oh, pastrami on rye at the Carnegie Deli
There's joy in each pie
And Madison Square for a Friday night fight
Or a walk along Broadway to guest at the lights
And at Carnegie Hall where the atmosphere's right
Life at the lights, at the night
I happen to like New York, I happen to love this burg
And when I have to give the world my last farewell
And the undertaker comes to ring my funeral bell
I don't wanna go to heaven, don't wanna go to [unverified]
I happen to like New York, I happen to like New York
I happen to like New York


The Happy Time
Kander and Ebb
1. Remember the Christmas morning long ago,
The frosted glass, the dancing snow,
The Happy Time
Remember the painted horse, the carousel.
The chocolate kiss, the caramel,
The Happy Time.
Remember the pale pink sky,
Your first Easter Hat.
And if you should ask me why
The reason I ask you this is that
I want to remember you remembering
The Happy Time.
2. Remember the day you found the dollar bill,
Or roller skating down the hill,
The Happy Time.
Remember the compliment you once received/
The star you told they all believed.
The Happy Time
Remember your first school play, the sound of applause.
Why do I go on this way? Im only reminding you because
I want to remember you remembering
The Happy Time.
3. Remember the dearest love you ever knew,
The day she said, Hello to you.
The Happy Time
Remember the tulip trees you walked among,
The game was old, the player young.
The Happy Time.
Remember the a long deep sigh, a tentative kiss.
And if you should ask me why The reason I ask you that is this:
Im longing to see you smile and hear you laugh
So I can have the photograph and remember you remembering The Happy Time.



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