King Of New York Lyrics

A pair of new shoes with matching laces!

A permanent box at sheepshead races!

A porcelain tub with boiling water!

A Saturday night with the mayor's daughter!

Look at me I'm the King of New York!

Suddenly I'm respectable staring right at ya lousy with stature.

Nobbin' with all the muckety mucks I'm blowing my dough with gowin' deluxe.

And there I be aint I pretty?

It's my city I'm the King of New York.

A corduroy suit with fitted knickers.

A mezzanine seat to see the flickers

Havana cigars that cost a quarter

An editor's desk for the star reporter

Tip your hat, he's the King of New York.

How 'bout that! I'm the king of New York.

In nothing flat he'll be covering Brooklyn to Trenton, our man Denton.

Makin' a headline out of a hunch.

Protecting the weak and payin' for lunch.

When I'm at bat strong men crumble.

Proud yet humble.

I'm (He's) the king of New York.

I gotta be either dead or dreamin'

'Cause look at that pape with my face beamin'

Tomorrow they may wrap fishes in it

But I was a star for one whole minute

Look at me I'm the King of New York.

Aint ya heard? I'm the King of New York!

Holy cow

It's miracle

Pulitzer's cryin'

Weasel, he's dyin'

Flashpots are shootin' bright as the sun

I'm one highfalutin' son-of-a-gun

Don't ask me how

Fortune found me

Fate just crowned me

Now I'm king of New York

Look and see

Once a piker

Now a striker

I'm the king of New York

Victory!

Front page story

Guts and glory

I'm the king of New York!

SARAH B