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 wondrous 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 someday The city's glamor 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.