Judy, it′s nice to have you here
Thank you
New York's brighter when you are near
Every time I go away off the beaten track
I live only for the day when I know I′m back
I happen to like New York, I happen to like this town
I like the city air, I like to drink of it
The more I know 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 those liners booming in
I often ask myself why should it be
That they should come so far from 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 starts to ring my funeral bell
I don't wanna go to Heaven, don′t wanna go to Hell
I happen to like New York
I happen to like New York
Writer(s): Cole Porter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
