A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006. Now a Popeye's fast food restaurant on Google Maps.

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Entry from April 25, 2005
“New York: For the Time of Your Life” (2005)
NYC & Co. (the city's tourist bureau) commissioned Frank Wildhorn (of several low-grade Broadway musicals, such as Jekyll and Hyde and Dracula: The Musical) to write a song to promote tourism.

Here are the lyrics, from a New York Post article on April 25, 2005.

Musical salute

It's a great front row seat for the world at your feet

It's the Yankees and Knicks, the Rockettes doin' kicks.

You can sail Sheepshead Bay, see a show on Broadway.

It's Fifth Avenue, plenty to see and do. ...

Bridge: New York, New York ...

Winter, spring, summer, fall

Baby we've got it all!

Chorus: New York, anytime of year

New York, it's all happening here

New York, for the time of your life!

You can shop 'til you drop, live your life to the top.

Double header at Shea, somethin' new every day.

It's the lights in Times Square, the moments you share.

Summer breaks. Paint the town - paint it up, paint it down.


Take the ferry to Staten from lower Manhattan. It's a bagel and schmear, it's a whole other gear.

It's a hot dog from Coney, a waiter named Tony. Yellow cabs, limousines. It's the subway to Queens. It's so nice, see it twice, paradise by the slice,

Brooklyn Heights, The Bronx Zoo, somethin' old, somethin' new

I love New York, baby ... come paint the town (spoken).


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