Letra
All the streets in our fair city are one and the same
So I leave it to you—what's in a name?
Are the folks who live on a street like Eleventh
Any finer than the family on A Hundred and Seventh?
I settle each issue by telling the squawker
If you live in New York, be glad you're a New Yorker
I tell you
Every street's a boulevard in old New York
Every street's a highway of your dreams
Why, it's a thrill to shop on, on Thirty-Fourth Street
Or down in Union Square
I like the people you meet on Mulberry Street
Oh, have you ever been there?
Why, every street's a boulevard in old New York
So keep smiling and you'll never wear a frown
Just remember there's the East Side and the West Side
And Uptown and Down
That's why I'm proud to be the mayor of your town
Every street's a boulevard in old New York
Why, it's a thrill to come up from the subway
And see those Broadway lights
I think an open-top bus is luxury plus
When you're seein' the sights
Why the streets, streets are lined with palaces in old New York
It's a kingdom where the people wear the crown
Just remember those bridges and buildings
Will never come down
That's why I'm proud to be the mayor of your town
Written by: Bob Hilliard, Jule Styne

