Manhattan

We’ll have Manhattan

the Bronx and Staten

Island too.

It’s lovely going through

the zoo!

It’s very fancy

on old Delancy

street you know.

The subway charms us so

when balmy breezes blow

to and fro.

And tell me what street

compares with Mott Street

in July?

Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.

The great big city’s a wonderous toy

just made for a girl and boy.

We’ll turn Manhattan

into an isle of joy!

We’ll go to Yonkers

where true love conquers

in the whiles

and starve together dear, in Chiles

We’ll go to Coney

and eat baloney on a roll

in Central Park we’ll stroll

where our first kiss we stole

soul to soul

And for some high fair we’ll go to “My Fair Lady”

we’ll hope it closes, some day

the city’s glamour can never spoil

the dreams of a boy and goil.

We’ll turn Manhattan

into an isle of joy!

The city’s bustle cannot destroy

the dreams of a girl and boy.

We’ll turn Manhattan

into an isle of joy!