If all our flights are grounded Libby, we'll meet in Paris Dance along the boulevards And have no one to embarrass, Puttin' on the Ritz in style With an Arab and an Heiress, Libby we'll fly away - hey Leave behind our blues Trade them all in For a Paris breeze. Libby we'll fly
See how dark the circles grow In a town that has no light So many eyes just staring out Into the bloodshot night And Libby, I hate you to cry, and I Want to share it all with you, And if it brings us to our knees We'll trade it all in for a Paris breeze. Libby we'll fly.
They say it don't come easy They say that love is blind And if you're afraid to be close Then love is hard to find And if you spend too much time winning love There's no time to be kind And Libby, I'm guilty of your crimes, I'm just another passenger. Travelling on these crazy high seas Very likely be the same In a Paris breeze, Libby we'll fly
If all our flights are grounded, Libby, we'll go to Paris And wish we were back home again Or sailing on the ocean Just a window and a drink To set our dreams in motion But Libby, we'll fly anyway, hey And leave behind our blues Half sung melodies Trade them all in for a Paris breeze, Libby we'll fly.