歌词
I Happen To Like New York
（The New Yorkers）
（At The Carlyle）-Bobby Short
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
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 want to go ahead again
Don't want to go ahead
I happen to like New York
I happen to like New York
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