Songtexte Manhattan - 2012 Remastered Version - Mel Tormé
                                                Summer 
                                                journeys
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                Niagara
 
                                    
                                
                                                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 
                                                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 
                                                lake
 
                                    
                                
                                                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 
                                                baloney
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                roll
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                Central 
                                                Park 
                                                we'll 
                                                stroll
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                our 
                                                first 
                                                kiss 
                                                we 
                                                stole
 
                                    
                                
                                                Soul 
                                                to 
                                                soul
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                future 
                                                babies
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′ll 
                                                take 
                                                to 
                                                "Abie's 
                                                Irish 
                                                Rose"
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hope 
                                                they'll 
                                                live 
                                                to 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                close
 
                                    
                                
                                                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 
                                                girl 
                                                and 
                                                boy
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′ll 
                                                turn 
                                                Manhattan
 
                                    
                                
                                                Into 
                                                an 
                                                isle 
                                                of 
                                                joy
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Lullaby of Birdland - 2012 Remastered Version
2 The Way You Look Tonight - 2012 Remastered Version
3 Isn't It Romantic (2015 Remastered Version)
4 Lulu's Back in Town - 2012 Remastered Version
5 Nice Work If You Can Get It - 2012 Remastered Version
6 It's Only a Paper Moon - Live at the Crescendo
7 You Leave Me Breathless (2015 Remastered Version)
8 They All Laughed - 2012 - Remaster
9 When the Sun Comes Out - 2012 Remastered Version
10 Just One of Those Things - Live at the Crescendo
11 Poor Little Extra Girl - 2015 Remastered Version
12 Top Hat, White Tie and Tails - 2012 Remastered Version
13 Polka Dots and Moonbeams (2015 Remastered Version)
14 I Like to Recognize the Tune - 2012 Remastered Version
15 Something's Gotta Give - 2012 Remastered Version
16 The Carioca - 2012 Remastered Version
17 The Boy Next Door - Live; 2014 Remastered Version
18 They Can't Take That Away from Me - 2012 Remastered Version
19 Stay as Sweet as You Are (2015 Remastered Version)
20 Lover Come Back to Me - Live at the Crescendo
21 When April Comes Again - 2012 Remastered Version
22 Tenderly - 2012 Remastered Version
23 All This and Heaven (2015 Remastered Version)
24 I Wish I Were in Love Again - 2012 Remastered Version
25 The Lady Is a Tramp - 2012 Remastered Version
26 A Foggy Day - 2012 Remastered Version
27 It's a Blue World (2015 Remastered Version)
28 Fascinating Rhythm - 2012 Remastered Version
29 What Is This Thing Called Love? - Live at the Crescendo
30 How Long Has This Been Going On (2015 Remastered Version)
31 Let's Call the Whole Thing Off - 2012 Remastered Version
32 I Love to Watch the Moonlight - 2012 Remastered Version
33 One for My Baby (One for the Road) - Live at the Crescendo
34 I Got Plenty O' Nuttin - 2012 Remastered Version
35 I've Got It Bad, and That Ain't Good (2015 Remastered Version)
36 Cheek to Cheek - 2012 Remastered Version
37 They Go to San Diego - 2015 Remastered Version
38 The Tender Trap - Live at the Crescendo
39 Sing for Your Supper - 2012 Remastered Version
40 A Fine Romance - 2012 Remastered Version
41 A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square - Live at the Crescendo
42 The Piccolino - 2012 Remastered Version
43 Million Dollar Baby (2015 Remastered Version)
44 I'm Beginning to See the Light - Live at the Crescendo
45 Keeping Myself for You - 2012 Remastered Version
46 Manhattan - 2012 Remastered Version
47 I Know Why (2015 Remastered Version)
48 It's De Lovely - 2012 Remastered Version
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