I Happen To Like New York

　　I Happen To Like New York - judy garland

　　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 a last farewell

　　And the undertaker starts to ring my funeral bell

　　I don't want to go to heaven don't want to go to hell

　　I happen to like New York

　　I happen to like New York