| I love the east, I love the west
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| And north and south, they’re both the best
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| But I only go there as a guest
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| 'Cause I love being here with you
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| I love the sea, I love the shore
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| I love the rocks and what is more
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| With you there, they’d never be a bore
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| 'Cause I love being here with you
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| Singing in the shower, laughing by the hour
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| Life is such a breezy game
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| Love all kinds of weather, long as we’re together
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| I love to hear you say my name
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| I like good wine and fine cuisine
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| And candle light, I love the scene
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| But baby, if you know what I mean
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| I just love being here with you
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| A dance by Fred Astaire
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| And Brando’s eyes, Yul Brynner’s hair
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| But I think to tell you it’s only fair
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| That I love being here with you
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| And Cary Grant, oh do-dah-day
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| His utter charms just takes me away
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| Don’t get me wrong, how do you say
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| I love being here with you
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| Basie’s band a-swinging, I love Ella’s singing
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| Because there’s something else, you know
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| They know how to say it, they know how to play it
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| They just wind it up and let it go
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| I love the thrill of New York shows
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| I’d love to kiss Durante’s nose
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| But I’d like to say before I close
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| That I love being here with you
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| Basie’s band a-swinging, I love Ella’s singing
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| Because there’s something else, you know
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| They know how to say it, they know how to play it
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| They just wind it up and let it go
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| I love the thrill of New York shows
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| I’d love to kiss Durante’s nose
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| I’d just like to say before I close
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| That I love being here with you
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| I love being here with you |