Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan
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Manhattan madness
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You've got me at last
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I'm like a fly upon a steeple
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Watching seven million people
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Do a rhythm
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That draws me with 'em
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Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan
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Manhattan madness
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You're going too fast
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I'm like a baby on a rocker
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Watching Father Knickerbocker
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Being busy
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I'm getting dizzy
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When shadows creep, in my bed I tumble
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But never sleep for I hear the rumble
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In the street, the tramping of feet
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That haunt me the whole night long
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And through the day I'm watching the drama
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That people play in your panorama
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And I hear in tones very clear
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The sound of your restless song
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Subways below and trains above racing
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Packed with humanity
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Taxis and trucks and trolley cars chasing
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Busy as they can be
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Steaming machines and riveters grating
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Motors instead of men
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Buildings go up with wrecking crews waiting
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To tear them down again
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Newsies that shout sensational headlines
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Peddlers with things to sell
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Noisy cafes and whispering breadlines
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Children that scream and yell
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Whistles and bells and siren horns blowing
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Pistols that crack and roar
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Traffic that stops and goes without knowing
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What's all the shooting for
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Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan
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Manhattan madness
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You've got me at last
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I'm like a fly upon a steeple
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Watching seven million people
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Do a rhythm
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That draws me with 'em
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And it's mad!
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Manhattan Madness
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Irving Berlin |