We'll take 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 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 wilds
And starve together, dear, in Childs, mm

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", say
We'll hope it closes someday
The city's clamor 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, it cannot destroy
The dreams of a girl and boy

We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy