like New York, dear-You love L.A.

we've got nothing in common...they say

Oh, what a pair

It's like Rogers without Astaire

But when we're dancing

It's just more than I can bear



First I hear those violins

And the world breaks out in silly grins

Then I fly to the stars up above

So I'm afraid this must be love



You like the sun, dear-I prefer snow

We're like fire and water...I know

Isn't it strange?

With so much we could rearrange

I pray there's one thing

That we never, ever change



'Cause I hear those violins

And the world breaks out in silly grins

Then I fly to the stars up above

And I'm afraid this must be love We might never agree, dear

But between you and me, dear

Who cares?

'Cause rain or shine or

Any old kind of weather

We have something together

We share...



So let's hear those violins

Let the world break out in silly grins

Then let's fly to the stars up above

'Cause when all is said and done

I know you're the only one

So I'm afraid this must be love