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, [Incomprehensible] That dear old, sweet old dirty town