Summer journeys to Niag'ra
   And to other places aggra-
   Vate 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 gli-ding by.
   The great big city's a wonderous 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 glamour can never spoil
   The dreams of a boy and goil
   We'll turn Manhattan
   Into an isle of joy!
  
   [Another version:]
  
   Summer journeys to Niag'ra
   And to other places aggra-
   Vate 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 Lakes 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 bologny
   On a roll,
   In Central Park we'll stroll
   Where our first kiss we stole,
   Soul to soul.
   And South Pacific
   Is a terrific
   Show they say,
   We both may see it close some day.
   The city's clamour 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 Bronix
   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!