Let's Do It - Cole Porter; Noel Coward Songtext
von Noël Coward

Mr. Irving Berlin often emphasizes sin in a charming way
Mr. Coward, we know, wrote a song or two to show sex was here to stay
Richard Rodgers, it′s true, took a more romantic view
Of this sly biological urge
But it really was Cole who contrived to make the whole thing merge

He said that Belgians and Greeks do it
Nice young men who sell antiques do it
Let's do it, let′s fall in love

Monkeys whenever you look do it
Aly Khan and King Farouk do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love

Louella Parsons can′t quite do it
But she′s so highly strung
Marlene might do it
But she looks far too young

Each man out there shooting crap does it
Davy Crockett in that dreadful cap does it
Let's do it, let′s fall in love


All famous writers in swarms do it
Somerset and all the morms do it
Let's do it, let′s fall in love

The Brontes felt that they must do it
Ernest Hemingway could just do it
Let's do it, let′s fall in love

E. Allen Poe, ho, ho, ho, did it
But he did it in verse
H. Beecher Stowe did it
But she had to rehearse

Tennessee Williams, self-taught, does it
Kinsey with a deafening report does it
Let's do it, let's fall in love

In the spring of the year inhibitions
Disappear and our hearts beat high
We had better face facts, every gland that overacts has an alibi
For each bird and each bee
Each slap-happy sappy tree
Each temptation that lures us along
Is just nature, L. Man, merely singing us the same old song


In Texas some of the men do it
Others drill a hole and then do it
Let′s do it, let′s fall in love

West Point cadets forming fours do it
People say all those gabors do it
Let's do it, let′s fall in love

My kith and kin more or less do it
Every uncle and aunt, but I confess to it
I've one cousin that can′t

Teenagers squeezed into jeans do it
Probably we'll live to see machines do it
Let′s do it, let's fall in love

Each baby bat after dark does it
In the desert, Wilbur Clark does it
Let's do it, let′s fall in love

We′re told that every hormone does it
Victor Borge all alone does it
Let's do it, let′s fall in love

Each tiny clam you consume does it
Even Liberace, we assume, does it
Let's do it, let′s fall in love