Manhattan

We'll have Manhattan

The Bronx and Staten Island too

It's lovely going through the Zoo

Well it's very fancy

On old Delancey Street you know

The subway charmes us so

When balmy breezes blow to and from

And tell me what street

Compares with Mott Street in July

Sweet push carts 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 wilds

And starve together dear in Childs'

We'll go to Coney

And eat bologny 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 someday

The city's glamor can never spoil

The dreams of a boyl 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