Perfect in Manhattan

Perfect in Manhattan

Green Vesper, Green Hornet, out making their rounds
‘Long 1st and ‘long 5th where Pink Lady has found
A Royal Arrival, an S.T. gone black,
Wrapped twice in a Singapore Sling and thrown back
To Jack Rose, who’ll get theLast Word.

(He never sleeps, nor do I)

As the Earthquakes ring out over Panama fair
You’ll go deaf for the Hurricane up in the air
This is Paradise, yeah, but the sun’s going down
On Black and White Russians, all over town
But Lorraine’s eyes are open, as ever.

(He never sleeps, nor do I.)

‘Cause everything is perfect in Manhattan
Tell me more about the last Savoy Affair
Everything is perfect in Manhattan
Where wet is dry and not a rim goes bare.