Summer journeys to Niagara And to other places Aggravate all our cares, We'll save our fares
I've a cozy little flat in What is known as old Manhattan We'll settle down Right here in town
We'll take Manhattan, The Bronx and Staten Isle too It's lovely going through the zoo
It is quite 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 wondrous toy Just made for a girl and boy We'll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joy
We'll go to Greenwich, Where modern men itch To be free, And Bowling Green you'll see with me.
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.
I'd like to take a Sail on Jamaica Bay with you, And fair Canarsie's Lake we'll view.
The city's glamor can never spoil The dreams of a boy and goil We'll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.