Lirik Manhattan - The Garrick Gaieties
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Summer journeysTo Niag'raAnd to other placesAggravate all our cares.We'll save our fares.I've a cozy little flatIn what is known as old Manhattan.We'll settle downRight here in town.
We'll have Manhattan,The Bronx and StatenIsland too.It's lovely going throughThe zoo.It's very fancyOn old DelanceyStreet, you know.The subway charms us soWhen 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.
We'll go to Greenwich,Where modern men itchTo be free;And Bowling Green you'll seeWith me.We'll bathe at BrightonThe fish you'll frightenWhen you're in.Your bathing suit so thinWill make the shellfish grinFin to fin.I'd like to take aSail on JamaicaBay with you.And fair Canarsie's lakeWe'll view.The city's bustle cannot destroyThe dreams of a girl and boy.We'll turn ManhattanInto an isle of joy.
We'll go to YonkersWhere true love conquersIn the wilds.And starve together, dear,In Childs'.We'll go to ConeyAnd eat baloneyOn a roll.In Central Park we'll stroll,Where our first kiss we stole,Soul to soul.Our future babiesWe'll take to "Abie'sIrish Rose."I hope they'll live to seeIt close.The city's clamor can never spoilThe dreams of a boy and goil.We'll turn ManhattanInto an isle of joy.
We'll have Manhattan,The Bronx and StatenIsland too.We'll try to cross'Fifth Avenue.As black as onyxWe'll find the BronnixPark Express.Our Flatbush flat, I guess,Will be a great success,More or less.A short vacationOn Inspiration PointWe'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!
We'll have Manhattan,The Bronx and StatenIsland too.It's lovely going throughThe zoo.It's very fancyOn old DelanceyStreet, you know.The subway charms us soWhen 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.
We'll go to Greenwich,Where modern men itchTo be free;And Bowling Green you'll seeWith me.We'll bathe at BrightonThe fish you'll frightenWhen you're in.Your bathing suit so thinWill make the shellfish grinFin to fin.I'd like to take aSail on JamaicaBay with you.And fair Canarsie's lakeWe'll view.The city's bustle cannot destroyThe dreams of a girl and boy.We'll turn ManhattanInto an isle of joy.
We'll go to YonkersWhere true love conquersIn the wilds.And starve together, dear,In Childs'.We'll go to ConeyAnd eat baloneyOn a roll.In Central Park we'll stroll,Where our first kiss we stole,Soul to soul.Our future babiesWe'll take to "Abie'sIrish Rose."I hope they'll live to seeIt close.The city's clamor can never spoilThe dreams of a boy and goil.We'll turn ManhattanInto an isle of joy.
We'll have Manhattan,The Bronx and StatenIsland too.We'll try to cross'Fifth Avenue.As black as onyxWe'll find the BronnixPark Express.Our Flatbush flat, I guess,Will be a great success,More or less.A short vacationOn Inspiration PointWe'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!
