Love is the Reason Lyrics

1951 Broadway
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn the Musical - Love is the Reason Lyrics

The song is written by Dorothy Fields and Arthur Schwartz.

CISSY:
Love is the reason you was born.
Love was the gleam in papa's eye.

People suddenly meet.
People suddenly fit.
People suddenly hit
And brother, that's it.

Personally,
Love is a kick right in the pants.
Love is the aspirin you buy.

If you're flappin' your fins,
If you're climbin' a wall,
There must be a reason for it all.
What is the reason for it?
Love is the reason for it all.

Love is the night you can't recall.
Love is that extra drink you drank.

Love's a shot in the arm.
Love's a poke in the ribs.
Buyin' bottles and bibs
And fillin' up cribs.

Obviously,
Love is an old established trap.
Ten million suckers walk the plank.

If you land on your tail,
Every time that you fall,
There must be a reason for it all.
Who needs a reason for it?
Love is the reason for it all.

Love is a toothache in your heart,
Love is a gentlemanly pinch.
Love is stubbin' your toe,
Mashed potatoes with lumps,
Wearin' very tight pumps,
Or catchin' the mumps.

Generally,
Love is a blow below the belt,
Love is a holdin' in a clinch.
If you shut your big mouth,
When his relatives call,
There must be a reason for it all.
Who needs the reason for it?
Always the teasin' in the hall;
Hallways are lovely for a call;
Call it the season, I say:
Love is the reason for it all.

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn the Musical Lyrics

SYNOPSIS
Make The Man Love Me
Look Who's Dancing
Love is the Reason
I'll Buy You a Star
He Had Refinement