Ella Fitzgerald - Manhattan Lyrics

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 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 'My Fair Lady'
Is a terrific show they say
We both may see it close
Some day

The city's glamor can never spoil
The dreams of a boy and goil
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy