Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let's Do It , by - Noël Coward. Song from the album Mad Dogs & Englishmen, in the genre ДжазRelease date: 23.05.2015
Record label: Avid Entertainment
Song language: English
Let's Do It |
| Mr. Irving Berlin |
| Often emphasizes sin |
| In a charming way |
| Mr. Coward we know |
| Wrote a song or two to show |
| Sex was here to stay |
| Richard Rodgers it’s true |
| Took a more romantic view |
| Of this sly biological urge |
| But it really was Cole |
| Who contrived to make the whole |
| Thing merge |
| He said the Belgians and Greeks do it |
| Nice young men who sell antiques do it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| Monkeys whenever you look do it |
| Aly Khan and King Farouk do it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| Louella Parsons can’t quite do it |
| For she’s so highly strung |
| Marlene might do it |
| But she looks far too young |
| Each man out there shooting crap does it |
| Davy Crockett in that dreadful cap does it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| Our famous writers in swarms do it |
| Somerset and all the Maughams do it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| The Brontes felt that they must do it |
| Ernest Hemingway could—just—do it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| E. Allan Poe-ho! |
| ho! |
| ho! |
| did it |
| But he did it in verse |
| H. Beecher Stowe did it |
| But she had to rehearse |
| Tennessee Williams self-taught does it |
| Kinsey with a deafening report does it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| In the Spring of the year |
| Inhibitions disappear |
| And our hearts beat high |
| We had better face facts |
| Every gland that overacts |
| Has an alibi |
| For each bird and each bee |
| Each slap-happy sappy tree |
| Each temptation that lures us along |
| Is just Nature elle-meme |
| Merely singing us the same |
| Old song |
| In Texas some of the men do it |
| Others drill a hole-and then do it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| West Point cadets forming fours do it |
| People say all those Gabors do it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| My kith and kin, more or less, do it |
| Every uncle and aunt |
| But I confess to it- |
| I’ve one cousin that can’t |
| Teenagers squeezed into jeans do it |
| Probably we’ll live to see machines do it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| Each baby bat after dark does it |
| In the desert Wilbur Clark does it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| We’re told that every hormone does it |
| Victor Borge all alone does it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love |
| Each tiny clam you consume does it |
| Even Liberace—we assume—does it |
| Let’s do it, let’s fall in love! |