I like New York in June how about you
I like a Gershwin tune how about you
I love a fire side when a storm is due
I like potato chips, moonlight and motor trips
How about you
I'm mad about good books can't get my fill
And Franklin Roosevelt's looks give me a thrill
Holding hands in a movie show
When all the lights are low may not be new
But I like it how about you
I like New York in June how about you
I like a Gershwin tune how about you
I love a fire side when a storm is due
I like potato chips, moonlight and motor trips
How about you
I'm mad about good books can't get my fill
And Franklin Roosevelt's looks give me a thrill
Holding hands in a movie show
When all the lights are low may not be new
But I like it how about, I like it, how about you