Tekster: Rosemary Clooney. On The Air. Manhattan.

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 the Greenwich
Where modern man 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

And South Pacific
Is a terrific show they say
We both may see it close some day

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 [Incomprehensible]
We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy