We'll have Manhattan The Bronx and Staten Island too It's lovely going through that Zoo
Well It's very fancy On old Delancey Street, you know The subway charmes us so When balmy breezes blow To and fro
And tell me what street Compares with Mott Street in July Sweet push carts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wond'rous 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 Child's
We'll go to Coney And eat bologny on a roll In Central Park, we'll stroll Where first a kiss we stole Soul to soul
And for some Harper We'll go to Mail Felity say We'll hoped close's some day
The city's clamour can never spoil The dreams of a boy and girl - We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy!
The city's bustle cannot no at cannot destroy The dreams of a girl and a boy We'll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.