I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps
To find I’m king of the hill, top of the heap
These little town blues
Are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there
I’ll make it anywhere

I know what you mean, Frankie… I sure do! Is there still anybody else out there who does too? Or did that romantic dream become obsolete, in this fast-paced technological days we live by? Maybe this is just an old-fashioned feeling, but I’ll hold this New York real estate broker in store, for future reference. If you have faith in your own vagabond shoes, you might was well!