Cole Porter (1891 – 1964)
American composer and songwriter noted for his sophisticated lyrics, clever rhymes, and complex forms.
Wear the cap and the bells
And you'll rate all the great swells.
If you become a doctor, folks'll face you with dread.
If you become a dentist, they'll be glad when you're dead.
You get a bigger hand if you can stand on your head.
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown.
If you want a future, darling,
Why don't you get a past?
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above.
Don't fence me in. Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
Don't fence me in
So kiss me Kate,
Thou lovely loon,
E'er we start on our honeymoon.
Oh, kiss me, Kate, Darling devil divine,
For now thou shall ever be mine.
What moments divine, what rapture serene.
Good authors, too, who once knew better words
Now only use four-letter words
Writing prose —
Anything goes.
Too bad, I'm no poet,
I happen to know it, But anyway
Here's a roundelay
I wrote last night about you...
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking
But now, Heaven knows,
Anything goes.
You'd be so nice,
You'd be paradise
To come home to and love.
If you want to buy my wares
Follow me and climb the stairs ...
Love for sale.
I get no kick from champagne.
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all,
So tell me why it should be true
That I get a kick out of you?
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire...
The world admits bears in pits do it,
Even Pekingeses at the Ritz do it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.