Lyrics

When a girl meets boy, Life can be a joy, But the note they end on, Will depend on little pleasures they will share, So let us compare. I like New York in June, how about you? I like a Gershwin tune, how about you? I love a fireside when a storm is due. I like potato chips, moonlight and motor trips, How about you? I'm mad about good books, can't get my fill, And Franklin Roosevelt's looks give me a thrill. Holding hands at the movie show, When all the lights are low May not be new, but I like it, How about you? I like Jack Benny's jokes, (To a degree.) I love the common folks, (That includes me.) I like to window shop on 5th Avenue, (I like banana splits, late supper at the Ritz, How about you?) I love to dream of fame, maybe I'll shine, (I'd love to see your name right beside mine.) I can see we're in harmony, (Looks like we both agree) On what to do, And I like it, how about you?
Writer(s): Ralph Freed, Burton Lane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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