.If all our flights are grounded
Libby, we'll go to Paris
Dance along the boulevards
And have no one to embarrass
Puttin' on the Ritz in style
With an Arab and an Heiress
Libby, we'll fly anyway, heyyyy
And leave behind our blues
Half sung melodies
We'll trade them.
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