Letra de Cole Porter Medley (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, May 30, 1965 blank)
I don't think we realize today And all the songs, we've come to pride today The songs, that make our spirits rise today Were written, by one manHe was unsurpassed, melodically He conjured miracles, so lyrically And I'm prepared, to state empirically That I'm, his greatest fanFlying too high, with some guy, in the sky Is my idea, of verbal survey And if a Harris pet, means a Paris hat Hooray, Mr. Potter, who else, could say it, that way?Night and day, you are the one Only you, beneath the moon, and under the sun Whether near to me, or far No matter darling, where you are, I think of youWhenever skies look gray, to me And troubles, begin to brew Whenever the winter winds, become too strong Then I concentrate, on youIn the, "Still of night" As I gaze, from my window At that old moon, and its flight My thoughts, all stray to you So, I say to youI get no kick, from champagne Your alcohol, doesn't thrill me, at all So, tell me, why should it be true? That, "I Get a Kick, Out of You"?Take all your perfumes, from Spain I think that if I take, even one sniff It would bore me, terrifically too Yet, I just get a kick, out of youYou can take any subject, in the world And Cole Porter, wrote a song about it About cowboys, "Don't Fence Me In" About France, "I Love Paris"About the ladies, "Kiss Me Kate" About dancing, "Begin The Beguine" And about the most important subject In the whole world, about love"I Love You", hums, the April breeze "I've Got You Under My Skin" And "You'd Be So Easy to Love" You'd be so nice, to come home to 'Cause you do, something to me Something, that simply, mystifies me"What Is This Thing Called Love"? This funny thing, called love? Well, is it an earthquake, or simply a shock? Hey, is it the good-turning super, or merely the mark? Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy? Or is what I feel, the real McCoy?It's the wrong time, the wrong place Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face It's not his face, oh, but such a face But it's, "It's All Right With Me" Yes, it's all right. Yes, it's all right Yes, it's all right, it's all right, with meSo, "From This Moment On", you've bought me dear Only, "Two For Tea", dear, from this moment From this happy day, no more blue songs Only hooptie-doo-songs And every little care, is goneFrom this crazy, happy moment on, Mr. Potter You're the town, and you always will be, you're the town How your songs can thrill me, they have heart, and rhyme And tunes, that time can't stop Through your songs, you live forever, you're the town