Fate sent her to me, over the sea from Spain, And she is one in a million for me. I found my romance when she went dancing by, And she must be a Castillian, si si! Is she from Havana or Madrid? But something about her Is making me doubt her, I think I remember the kid! Yeah! She's a Latin from Manhattan, I can tell by her manana. She's a Latin from Manhattan, But not Havana! Though she does a rumba for us, And she calls herself Dolores, She was in a Broadway chorus, Known as Susie Donahue. She can take her tambourine and whack it, But the hurry's jus a racket, She's a hoofer from Fifth Avenue! She's a Latin from Manhattan, She's a Forty Second Streeter, She's a Latin from Manhattan, Senorita Donahue. She's a Latin from Manhattan, Senorita Donahue. Yeah! She's a Latin from Manhattan, I can tell by her manana. She's a Latin from Manhattan, But not Havana! Though she does a rumba for us, And she calls herself Dolores, She was in a Broadway chorus, Known as Susie Donahue. She can take her tambourine and whack it, But the hurry's jus a racket, She's a hoofer from Fifth Avenue! She's a Latin from Manhattan, She's a Forty Second Streeter, She's a Latin from Manhattan, Senorita Donahue. She's a Latin from Manhattan, Senorita Donahue.