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    "Manhattan" Lyrics

    Stacey Kent

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    Summer journeys
    To Niag'ra
    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 have Manhattan,
    The Bronx and Staten
    Island too.
    It's lovely going through
    The zoo.
    It's very fancy
    On old Delancey
    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 bathe at Brighton
    The fish you'll frighten
    When you're in.
    Your bathing suit so thin
    Will make the shellfish grin
    Fin to fin.
    I'd like to take a
    Sail on Jamaica
    Bay with you.
    And fair Canarsie's lake
    We'll view.
    The city's bustle cannot destroy
    The dreams of 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 baloney
    On a roll.
    In Central Park we'll stroll,
    Where our first kiss we stole,
    Soul to soul.
    Our future babies
    We'll take to "Abie's
    Irish Rose."
    I hope they'll live to see
    It close.
    The city's clamor can never spoil
    The dreams of a boy and goil.
    We'll turn Manhattan
    Into an isle of joy.

    We'll have Manhattan,
    The Bronx and Staten
    Island too.
    We'll try to cross'
    Fifth Avenue.
    As black as onyx
    We'll find the Bronnix
    Park Express.
    Our Flatbush flat, I guess,
    Will be a great success,
    More or less.
    A short vacation
    On Inspiration Point
    We'll spend,
    And in the station house we'll end,
    But Civic Virtue cannot destroy
    The dreams of a girl and boy.
    We'll turn Manhattan
    Into an isle of joy!
    This song was submitted on December 3rd, 2013 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC, IMAGEM U.S. LLC.
    Written by Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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