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Summer journeys to niag’raAnd to other places aggra-Vate all our cares.We’ll save our fares!I’ve a cozy little flat inWhat is known as old manhattanWe’ll settle downRight here in town!We’ll have manhattanThe bronx and statenIsland too.It’s lovely going throughThe zoo!It’s very fancyOn old delancyStreet you know.The subway charms us soWhen balmy breezes blowTo and fro.And tell me what streetCompares with mott streetIn july? Sweet pushcarts gently gli-ding by.The great big city’s a wonderous toyJust made for a girl and boy.We’ll turn manhattanInto an isle of joy!We’ll go to yonkersWhere true love conquersIn the whilesAnd starve together dear, in chilesWe’ll go to coneyAnd eat baloney on a rollIn central park we’ll strollWhere our first kiss we stoleSoul to soulAnd my fair lady is a terrific show they sayWe both may see it close, some dayThe city’s glamour can never spoilThe dreams of a boy and goilWe’ll turn manhattanInto an isle of joy!Transcribed by todd peach <[email protected]>(from this specific recording)Guy from bath england sent me this more complete version:VerseSummer journeys to niag’raAnd to other places aggra-Vate all our cares.We’ll save our fares;I’ve a cozy little flat inWhat is known as old manhattan,We’ll settle downRight here in town.Chorus 1We’ll have manhattan,The bronx and statenIsland too.It’s lovely going through the zoo.It’s very fancyOn old delanceyStreet you know.The subway charms us so,When balmy breezes blowTo and fro.And tell me what streetCompares with mott streetIn july? Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.The great big city’s a wondrous toyJust made for a girl and boy --We’ll turn manhattanInto an isle of joy.Chorus 2We’ll go to greenwich,Where modern men itchTo be free,And bowling green you’ll see with me.We’ll bathe at brighton,The fish you’ll frightenWhen you’re in,Your bathing suit so thinWill make the shellfish grin,Fin to fin.I’d like to take aSail on jamaicaBay with you,And fair canarsie’s lakes we’ll view.The city’s bustle cannot destroyThe dreams of a girl and boy --We’ll turn manhattanInto an isle of joy.Chorus 3We’ll go to yonkers,Where true love conquersIn the wildsAnd starve together, dear, in childs’.We’ll go to coneyAnd eat bolognyOn a roll,In central park we’ll strollWhere our first kiss we stole,Soul to soul.And south pacificIs a terrificShow they say,We both may see it close some day.The city’s clamour can never spoilThe dreams of a boy and goil --We’ll turn manhattanInto an isle of joy.Chorus 4We’ll have manhattan,The bronx and statenIsland too,We’ll try to cross fifth avenue.As black as onyxWe’ll find the bronixPark express,Our flatbush flat, I guess,Will be a great success,More or less.A short vacationOn inspirationPoint we’ll spend,And in the station house we’ll end.But civic virtue cannot destroyThe dreams of a girl and boy --We’ll turn manhattanInto an isle of joy!