The more I travel across the gravel

The more I sail the sea

The more I feel convinced of the fact

New York's the town for me

Its crazy skyline is right in my line

And when I'm far away

I'm able to bear it for several hours

And then I break down and say

Take me back to Manhattan

Take me back to New York

I'm just longing to see once more

My little home on the hundredth floor

Can you wonder I'm gloomy?

Can you smile when I frown?

I miss the East Side, the West Side, the North Side and the South Side

So, take me back to Manhattan that dear old dirty town

Take me back to Manhattan

Take me back to New York

I'm just longing to see once more

My little home on the hundredth floor

Can you wonder I'm gloomy?

Can you smile when I frown?

I miss the East Side, the West Side, the North Side and the South Side

So, take me back to Manhattan that dear old dirty town

The East, West,

That dear old, sweet old dirty town