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cole porter - another opening another show
Another op'nin, another show
In Philly, Boston, or Baltimo'
A chance for stage folks to say hello!
Another op'nin of another show.
Another job that you hope will last
Will make your future forget your past
Antoher pain where the ulcers grow
Another op'nin of another show.
Four weeks, you rehearse and rehearse
Three weeks, and it couldn't be worse
One week, will it ever be right?
Then out of the hat it's that big first night
The overture is about to start
You cross your fingers and hold your heart
It's curtain time and away we go -
Another op'nin
Just another op'nin of another show!
cole porter - anything goes
Times have changed
And we've often rewound the clock
Since the Puritans got a shock
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today, any shock they should try to stem,
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking
Now heaven knows, anything goes
Good authors too who once knew better words
Now only use four letter words writing prose
Anything goes
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today
And black's white today
And day's night today
When most guys today that women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
So though I'm not a great romancer
I know that you're bound to answer
When I propose, anything goes
cole porter - begin the begine
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender,
It brings back a night of tropical splendor,
It brings back a memory ever green.
I'm with you once more under the stars,
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin the beguine.
To live it again is past all endeavor,
Except when that tune clutches my heart,
And there we are, swearing to love forever,
And promising never, never to part.
What moments divine, what rapture serene,
Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted,
And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted,
I know but too well what they mean;
So don't let them begin the beguine
Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember;
Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember
When they begin the beguine.
Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play
Till the stars that were there before return above you,
Till you whisper to me once more,
"Darling, I love you!"
And we suddenly know, what heaven we're in,
When they begin the beguine
cole porter - blow gabriel blow
Do you hear that playin'?
(Yes, we hear that playin'.)
Do you know who's playin'?
(No, who is that playin'?)
Why it's Gabriel, Gabriel playin'.
Gabriel, Gabriel sayin',
'Will you be ready to go when I blow my horn?'
So blow, Gabriel, blow,
Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
I've been a sinner, I've been a scamp,
But now I'm willing to trim my lamp,
So blow, Gabriel, blow!
I was low, Gabriel, low,
Mighty low, Gabriel, low.
But now since I have seen the light,
I'm good by day and I'm good by night,
So blow, Gabriel, blow.
Once I was headed for hell,
But when I got to Satan's door
I heard you blowin' on your horn once more,
So I said, 'Satan, farewell!'
And now I'm all ready to fly,
Yes, to fly higher and higher!
'Cause I've gone through the brimstone and I've been through the fire,
And I've purged my soul and my heart too,
So climb up the mountain top and start to
Blow, Gabriel, blow.
Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
I want to join your happy band
And play all day in the Promised Land,
So blow, Gabriel, blow!
cole porter - buddy beware
[ERMA]
Come on, fellas, gettin' married's for the birds.
Who needs it?
[CREW]
We do!
[ERMA]
Yeah?
Buddie, beware,
Buddie, better take care,
Though at heart I'm a pearl
I'm a difficult girl,
So, buddie, beware.
During Christmas holidays
I develop taking ways
And I'm not at all anti
Pretty things Santy
Brings from Cartier's.
Your devotion I prize
But you must realize, my boys,
Other girl's luxuries
Are my necessities,
So, buddie, beware.
I feel I should put you right.
As I lie in bed at night
While the twinkling stars gleam on,
With my cold cream on
I'm a lovely sight.
And another thing too,
When I'm married to you, my sweet,
If to come home you fail,
I'll open all your mail,
So, buddie, beware.
cole porter - but in the morning no
'Are you fond of swimming dear?
Kindly tell me, if so.
Yes, I'm found of swimming, dear,
But in the morning, no.
Can you do the crawl, my dear?
Kindly tell me, if so.
I can do the crawl, my dear,
But in the morning, no.
When the sun through the blind
Starts to burn my poor behind
That's the time when I am in low.
Do you use the breast stroke, dear?
Kindly tell me, if so.
Yes, I use the breast stroke, dear,
But in the morning, no, no--no, no,
No, no, no, no, no!'
cole porter - come along with me
From down to up about this town,
I've drunk my cup from up to down,
But being a connoisseur and a great social pet,
The circle which I prefer is the dilettante set.
Come along, little lambkin, do,
Let me show it to you.
If you want to pass thru the gilded gates
Where the bourgeois meet the sophisticates
To exchange their views and to compare their mates,
Come along with me.
A princess from Rome I have lately meet,
Who attracts the crowd that plays hard to get
By her dry chianti and her wet spaghett!
Come along with me.
Come along with me, my pretty,
Let me open your eyes,
In the great big wicked city
It is folly not to be wise.
And if any night, baby, you would care
For an intellectual love affair,
I'll improve your mind, if you let down your hair
Come along, woof, woof, come along, woof, woof,
Come along with me. Woof!
If you woof, come along with me. Woof!
cole porter - down in the depths
With a million neon rainbows burning below me,
And a million blazing taxis raising a roar,
Here I sit, above the town,
In my pet-paillated gown,
Down in the depths
Of the ninetieth floor.
While the crowds in all the nightclubs punish the parquet,
And the bars are packed with couples calling for more,
I'm deserted and depressed
In my regal-eagle nest,
Down in the depths
Of the ninetieth floor.
When the only one you wanted wants another,
What's the use of swank and cash in the bank galore?
Why, even the janitor's wife
Has a perfectly good love life,
And here I am, facing tomorrow,
Alone in my sorrow,
Down in the depths
Of the ninetieth floor
cole porter - easy to love
I know too well
That I'm just
Wasting precious time
In thinking such
A thing could be
That you could ever
Care for me
I'm sure
You hate to hear
That I adore you, dear
But grant me
Just the same
I'm not entirely to blame
For love
You'd be so easy to love
So easy to idolize
All others above
So worth the yearning for
So swell to keep
Every homefire burning for
We'd be so grand at the game
So carefree together
That it does seem a shame
That you can't see
Your future with me
'Cause you'd be
Oh, so easy to love
cole porter - every time we say goodbye
Every time we say goodbye
I die a little
Every time we say goodbye
I wonder why a little
Why the Gods above me
Who must be in the know
Think so little of me
They allow you to go
When you're near
there's such an air
of Spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere
begin to sing about it
Theres no love song finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Every time we say goodbye
cole porter - get out of town
Get out of town
Before it's too late my love
Get out of town
Be good to me please
Why wish me harm
Why not retire to a farm
And be contented to charm
The birds off the trees
Just disappear
I care for you much too much
And when you're near, close to me dear
We touch too much
The thrill when we meet is so bittersweet
That darling, it's getting me down
So on your mark get set
Get out of town
cole porter - heaven hop
BONNIE:
up in heavens happy portals
where the parties never stop
all the debonarie immortals
do a dance called the heaven hop
in that big celestial center its the only dance they do
so before you try to enter...you better start doin it too
spread your wings and start them flappin'
lift your feet and set them tappin'
start right now and do the heaven hop hop the heven hop
wag your ankels to that meter
let your shoulders gently teeter
if you want to please saint peter take up the heaven hop
when the angels play low on their harps of gold
kneel and pray low, then get up and shake your halo
let that rythm filter through ya
till you holler,
'hallujah!'
start right now and do the heaven hop hop the heaven hop
heaven gonna take ya to heaven,
gonna show you that heaven
where all the angels--
GIRLS:
hop, hop, the heaven hop
up in heavens happy portals
where the parties never stop
all the debonairy immoratals do a dance called the heaven hop sooo...
spread your wings and start them flappin'
lift your feet and start them tappin',
start right now and do the heaven hop-hop the heaven hop
wag your ankels to that meter, let your shoulders gently teeter
if you want to please saint peter
take up the heaven hop
BONNIE AND GIRLS:
when the angels play low
on their harps of gold
kneel and pray low
GIRLS: then get up and shake your halo
let the rhythm filter thorugh ya
till you holler
BONNIE:
'hallelujah!'
start right now and do the heaven hop-hop the heaven hop
cole porter - i get a kick out of you
My story is much too sad to be told,
but practically everything
leaves me totally cold.
The only exception i know is the case,
when i'm out on a quiet spree,
fighting vainly the old ennui
and I suddenly turn and see,
your fabulous face.
I get no kick from Champagne.
Mere alchohol doesn't thrill me at all,
so tell me why should it be true
that i get a kick
out of you?
Some get a kick from cocaine
i'm sure that if i took even one sniff
that would bore me terrificly too
yet i get a kick out of you
i get a kick every time i see you standing there before me
i get a kick though its clear to me you obviously don't
adore me
I get no kick in a plane
Flying too high
with some guy in the sky is my idea of nothing to do
Yet i get a kick
Out of you
cole porter - i hate men
I hate men.
I can't abide them even now and then.
Then ever marry one of them, I'd rest a maiden rather,
For husbands are a boring lot that only give you bother.
Of course, I'm awful glad that mother had to marry father,
Still, I hate men.
Of all the types of men I've met in our democracy,
I hate the most the athlete with his manner bold and brassy.
He may have hair upon his chesst, but sister, so has Lassie!
Oh, I hate men!
I hate men.
There worth upon this earth I can not tend
Avoid the traffic sales men atempting Tom he maybe
From China he will bring you jade and perfume from Arabi
But don't forget tis he wholl have the fun and be the baby
Oh I Hate men
If thou shouldst wed a business man, be wary, oh be wary:
He'll tell you he's detained in town on business neccesary.
The business is the business that he gives his secretary!
Oh, I hate men!
I hate men.
Though roosters they, I will not play the hen.
If you espouse an older man through girlish optimism,
He'll always stay at home and night and make no criticism.
Though you may call it love, the doctors call it rheumatism.
Oh, I hate men!
Of all I've read, alone in bed, from A to Zed about 'em,
Since love is blind, then from the mind, all womankind should rout 'em.
But, ladies, you must answer too, what would we do without 'em?
Still, I HATE men!
cole porter - i love you
I love you
Hums the April breeze.
I love you
Echo the hills.
I love you
The golden dawn agrees
As once more she sees
Daffodils.
It's spring again
And birds on the wing again
Start to sing again
The old melody.
I love you,
That's the song of songs
And it all belongs
To you and me.
It's spring again
And birds on the wing again
Start to sing again
The old melody.
I love you,
That's the song of songs
And it all belongs
To you and me
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