Manhattan
Steve Tyrell Lyrics


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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

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

And tell me what street
Compares with Mott Street in July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gli--ding 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





Into an isle of joy
We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Steve Tyrell's song "Manhattan" are an ode to the vibrancy and excitement of living in New York City. The first verse sets the scene, inviting the listener to explore multiple boroughs of the city, including Manhattan, Bronx, and Staten Island. The mention of the zoo creates imagery of strolling through Central Park and taking in the various sights, smells and sounds of the city. The second verse mentions Old Delancey Street and the subway, highlighting how the mundane aspects of city life can still charm and captivate its residents.


The third verse is a romantic invitation to sail on Jamaica Bay and view Canarsie's Lakes, while the fourth speaks to the enchantment that the city holds regardless of its bustling nature. The lyrics suggest that the city can almost serve as a playground for young love, with the singer stating that they will "turn Manhattan into an isle of joy."


Overall, the lyrics paint a vivid picture of the excitement and possibilities of living in the city that never sleeps. "Manhattan" celebrates the gritty charm and energy of New York, while also highlighting its more romantic and adventurous aspects.


Line by Line Meaning

We'll have Manhattan
Let's go to Manhattan


The Bronx and Staten Island, too
We'll also visit The Bronx and Staten Island


It's lovely going through the Zoo
We'll enjoy visiting the zoo


It's very fancy
The place is high-class


On old Delancey Street, you know
We can stroll around Delancey Street


The subway charms us so
We're fascinated by the subway


When balmy breezes blow, to and fro
We'll enjoy the pleasant, back-and-forth breezes


I'd like to take a sail on Jamaica Bay with you
I want to go boating with you on Jamaica Bay


And fair Canarsie's Lakes we'll view
We'll also check out the beautiful lakes in Canarsie


The city's bustle cannot destroy
Despite the city's hustle and bustle


The dreams of a girl and boy
Our dreams won't be lost


We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy
We'll make Manhattan a happy place for us


And tell me what street compares with Mott Street in July?
Which street is better than Mott Street in July?


Sweet pushcarts gently gli--ding by
Pushcarts gently gliding by are a sweet sight


The great big city's a wondrous toy
The big city is like a wonderful toy


Just made for a girl and boy
It's the perfect place for us


Into an isle of joy
We'll make it a happy place


We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy
Manhattan will be our happy place




Writer(s): RICHARD RODGERS, LORENZ HART

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Marina Ferreira

Linda canção

Jay Adler

I think Steve is from the same part of Houston as Kenny Rogers. A record executive turned wonderful vocalist. Love him.

Josie Centeno

nice... love this!!

Constantino Kavalciuk

Nice voice!

Jose Luis Hernandez

It´s very nice

Sheena Ricarte

Steve Tyrell sounds like a man-about-town singin'.

Davide Ghersoni

love the gesture...

anna del rosario

i miss NYC!! maybe one day i'll move back.....

Mario Rodriguez

Darn great crooner !

volksbear10

@annadelrosario I moved to Texas three years ago and I too miss NYC...

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