Classic Poem

VERSE

Manhattan is really as grand as it's painted,
But tell me, you moon in the clouds,
How does a stranger in town get acquainted
Among all these nonchalant crowds?
You know each corner and hideaway,
You know your way about.
I guess I'll just throw my pride away
And ask you to help me out.

REFRAIN

Moon, what's your program,
You moon about town?
Moon, be my escort
And show me around.
Where does one go, moon,
What does one do?
When one's alone, moon,
I'm asking you.
Moon, in this city of millions of lights,
Moon, is there someone else wasting his nights?
Tell him about me
And my new gown.
Moon, introduce us,
You moon about town.

PATTER

Maybe somewhere in the city
There's a welcoming committee of one.
Throw your spotlight on some neighbor
Who is lonesome when his labor is done.
Through the windows of the Plaza where perhaps my lonely Casanova sits,
For if we keep him on the job he may be sighted in the lobby of the Ritz.
Through the windows of the Astor where perhaps my lord and master waits for me.
Maybe due to matrimony he is all alone at Tony's sipping tea,
Or if his wife's in Reno he's alone at the casino, glass in hand.
Mr. Moon, don't be contrary, come now, let us try to share in neverland.

Moon, in this city of millions of lights,
Moon, is there someone else wasting his nights?
Tell him about me,
Don't turn me down,
Moon, introduce us, you moon about town.