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Song from "Red, Hot and Blue" - 1936 Broadway Musical
Cole Porter - Ours Lyrics
The high gods above
Look down and laugh at our love,
And say to themselves,
"How tawdry it's grown!".
They've seen our cars
In front of so many bars,
When we should have been under the stars,
Together but alone!
Ours is the chance
To make romance
Our own!
Ours, the white Riviera under the moon.
Ours, a gondola gliding on a lagoon.
Ours, a temple serene by the green Arabian Sea,
Or maybe you'd rather be going out, buying gay Paree!
Ours, the silent sierras greeting the dawn,
Or a sun-spotted Devonshire lawn
Dotted with flowers.
Mine the inclination,
Yours the inspiration;
Why don't we take a vacation
And make it all ours?
Ours, the glitter of Broadway, Saturday night.
Ours, a box at the Garden watching a fight.
Ours, the mad, the brouhaha at the Plaza's Persian Room,
Or, if this fills you with gloom,
We can go and admire Grant's Tomb!
Ours, a home on the river facing the east,
Or in one of Park Avenue's least
Frightening towers.
Oh, this champion chattin'
Sounds to me like Latin!
Why don't we stay in Manhattan
And make it all -
Why don't we stay in Manhattan
And make it all ours?
Other Songs written by Cole Porter: Cole Porter Songs Lyrics
Ours Cole Porter Lyrics
Cole Porter Songs Lyrics
I Am Loved
Paris Loves Lovers
All of You
You're Just Too, Too
You'd Be So Nice to Come Home To
Something for the Boys
Hey, Good Lookin'
I Love You
Count Your Blessings
From This Moment On
I've Still Got My Health
Let's Be Buddies
Fresh as a Daisy
I'm Throwing a Ball Tonight
Make It Another Old-Fashioned, Please
I've Come To Wive It Wealthily In Padua
I Hate Men
Where Is The Life That Late I Led?
Always True to You In My Fashion
I Am Ashamed That Women Are So Simple
Brush Up Your Shakespeare
You've Got That Thing
The Tale of the Oyster
I Worship You
The Laziest Gal In Town
In the Still of the Night
Looking At You
What Is This Thing Called Love?
They All Fall In Love
You Do Something to Me
Old-Fashioned Garden
I'm In Love Again
Don't Look at Me That Way
Miss Otis Regrets
The Leader of a Big Time Band
Where, Oh, Where
Is It the Girl (Or Is It the Gown)?
I've a Shooting Box in Scotland
Wunderbar
So In Love
Red, Hot and Blue
Ridin' High
It's De-Lovely
Ours
Down in the Depths (On the 90th Floor)
Let's Misbehave
All Through the Night
I Get a Kick Out Of You
I Love Paris
Anything Goes
Let's Do It, Let's Fall in Love
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