I love the East. I love the West.North and South, their both the best.But I only want go there as a guest,'cause I love being here with you.I love the sea. I love the shore.I love the rocks, and what is more,You and they never be a bore,'cause I love being here with you.Singing in the shower,Laughing by the hour.Life is such a breezy game.I love all kinds of weatherAs log as we're together.Oh, I love to hear you say my name.I love good wine, fine cuisine,Candle light. I love the scene.'Cause, baby, if you know just what I mean,I love being here with you.I like a Dance by Fred Astaire,And Brando's eyes, Yul Brynner's hair.But I think to tell you's only fair,That I love being here with you.And Cary Grant, oh do-dah-day,His utter charm takes me away.But don't get me wrong, how do you say,I love being here with you.Basie's band a-swingin',I like Ella's singing.'Cause there's something else, you know,They know how to say it,They know how to play it,They wind it up and let it go.I love the thrill of New York shows.I'd love to kiss Durante's nose.But I'll like to say before I close,I love being here with you!