Vocals: Myhanh Tran (Jennifer)
Music: Robert Minkoff, Ron Rocha
Lyrics: Robert Minkoff, Ron Rocha
You and me
Together we'll be
Forever, you'll see
We'll always be good company
You and me
Just wait and see
Vocals: Huey Lewis
Music: Barry Mann
Lyrics: Howard Ashman
Now it's always once upon a time
In New York City
It's a big old, bad old, tough old town, it's true
But beginnings are contagious there
They're always setting stages there
They're always turning pages there for you
Ain't it great the way it all begins
in New York City?
Right away you're making time and making friends
No one cares where you were yesterday
If they pick you out you're on your way
To a once upon a time that never ends
So, Oliver, don't be shy
Get out there, let go and try
Believing that you're the guy
They're dying to see
'Cause a dream's no crime
Not once upon a time
Once upon a time in New York City
If it's always once upon a time
In New York City
Why does nightfall find you feeling so alone?
How could anyone stay starry eyed
When it's raining cats and dogs outside
And the rain is saying, "Now you're on your own"?
So, Oliver, don't be scared
Though yesterday no one cared
They're getting your place prepared
Where you want to be
Keep your dream alive
Dreaming is still how the strong survive
Once upon a time in New York City
Keep your dream alive
Dreaming is still how the strong survive
Once upon a time in New York City
Keep your dream alive
Dreaming is still how the strong survive
Once upon a time in New York City
And it's always once upon a time
In New York City
Vocals: Bette Midler (Georgette)
Music: Barry Manilow
Lyrics: Jack Feldman, Bruce Sussman
Each little step a pose
See how the breeding shows
Sometimes it's too much for even me
But when all the world says, "Yes"
Then who am I to say "No"?
Don't ask a mutt to strut like a show girl
No, girl, you need a pro
Not a flea or a flaw
Take a peek at that paw
La la la la
Perfection becomes me, nest ce pas?
Unrivaled, unruffled
I'm beauty unleashed
Yeah!
Jarred rock, hard stock
So classc and classy
We're not talking Lassie
And Ah! Ah! Ooo. . .
Tho' many covet my bone and bowl
They're barking up the wrong tree
You pretty pups all over the city
I have your hearts and you have my pity
Pretty is nice but still
It's just pretty
Perfect, my dears
Is me
Vocals: Ruth Pointer (Rita)
Music: Tom Snow
Lyrics: Dean Pitchford
You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold
To live from week to week
You need technique
So you practice ev'ry day
The only rule is:
Thou shalt not get caught
Get what you can and then get away
Remember all the places you can hide
Remember we are always on your side
You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold
When you've got talent ev'rything is free
Watch how you do things, oooh, I guarantee
You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold
Vocals: Billy Joel (Dodger)
Music: Dan Hartman, Charlie Midnight
Lyrics: Dan Hartman, Charlie Midnight
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetwise
I can improvise
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetsmart
I've got New York City heart
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire
The rhythm of the city
But once you get it down
Then you can own this town
You can wear the crown
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire
Ev'rything goes
Ev'rything fits
They love me at the Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
And even when I cross that line
I got street savoire faire
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo