When a girl meets boy,
Life can be
a joy,
But the
note they end on,
Will depend
on little pleasures they will share,
So let us compare.
I like New York in June, how about you?
I like a
Gershwin tune, how about you?
I love a
fireside 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 at the movie show,
When all
the lights are low
May not be
new, but I like it,
How about
you?
I like Jack
Benny's jokes,
(To a
degree.)
I love the
common folks,
(That
includes me.)
I like to
window shop on 5th Avenue,
(I like
banana splits, late supper at the Ritz,
How about
you?)
I love to
dream of fame, maybe I'll shine,
(I'd love
to see your name right beside mine.)
I can see
we're in harmony,
(Looks like
we both agree)
On what to
do,
And I like
it, how about you?
Música de Burton Lane, letra de Ralph Freed

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