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