Now: Heaven Knows, Anything Goes.

Nobody Wants To Phone Me, Even Collect.

Every Time I Look Down On This Timeless Town Whether Blue Or Gray Be Her Skies. Whether Loud Be Her Cheers Or Soft Be Her Tears, More And More Do I Realize: I Love Paris In The Springtime. I Love Paris In The Fall. I Love Paris In The Winter When It Drizzles, I Love Paris In The Summer When It Sizzles. I Love Paris Every Moment, Every Moment Of The Year. I Love Paris, Why, Oh Why Do I Love Paris? Because My Love Is Near.

I've Got You Deep In The Heart Of Me.

He May Have Hair Upon His Chest But, Sister, So Has Lassie.

Birds Do It, Bees Do It, Even Educated Fleas Do It; Let's Do It, Let's Fall In Love.