Let's Eat Home Songtext
von Rosemary Clooney
Let's Eat Home Songtext
I like to stroll on the Costa del Sol at sunrise
And to me, Waikiki is the place to be, speakin′ fun-wise
I like to dine in a Florentine palazzo, you can laugh and call me "fatso"
That's okay by me
I like to stick with the first-class-ticket buyers
Setting trends with my trend-setting friends, the frequent flyers
I like to shop on the Champs-Élysées, eat curry in Old Bombay
And spend New Year′s Eve in either Tel Aviv or Rome
But if it's all the same to you, let's eat home
I like to lunch with the bunch in Old Savannah
I know a swell motel north of Kalispell, Montana
I like to eat in my suite at the Savoy Plaza, and I know a bar in Gaza
Where they serve goat-lip tea
I′d jump a jet just to samba one set in Rio
To say, "Hi, how′s the folks?", maybe swap a few jokes with the trio
And then it's off to my condo in Spain, hang glide off the coast of Maine
And spend Labor Day in either Monterey or Nome
But if it′s all the same to you, let's eat home
And to me, Waikiki is the place to be, speakin′ fun-wise
I like to dine in a Florentine palazzo, you can laugh and call me "fatso"
That's okay by me
I like to stick with the first-class-ticket buyers
Setting trends with my trend-setting friends, the frequent flyers
I like to shop on the Champs-Élysées, eat curry in Old Bombay
And spend New Year′s Eve in either Tel Aviv or Rome
But if it's all the same to you, let's eat home
I like to lunch with the bunch in Old Savannah
I know a swell motel north of Kalispell, Montana
I like to eat in my suite at the Savoy Plaza, and I know a bar in Gaza
Where they serve goat-lip tea
I′d jump a jet just to samba one set in Rio
To say, "Hi, how′s the folks?", maybe swap a few jokes with the trio
And then it's off to my condo in Spain, hang glide off the coast of Maine
And spend Labor Day in either Monterey or Nome
But if it′s all the same to you, let's eat home
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