Manhattan (Bossa Version)

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 to 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'
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

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