Never argue with your heart, it isn't smart, it isn't sound,

Love don't know from season, logic, rhyme or reason,

Love can be found in every port.

Love gets around, in short.



It has happened to a cricket in a thicket,

It has happened on a streetcar and a bus,

There has even been a rumor it has happened to a puma,

Why shouldn't it happen to us?

It has happened to the mamma of a lama,

To a pelican and to an octopus,

Since it happened to the swordfish, it no longer is a "board fish"

Why shouldn't it happen to us?

It's elusive, profusive, nobody has an exclusive

On love, man, beast or dove,

Take the regal old eagle, the porcupine and the beagle,

Yes the kangaroo all pitch woo,

It happened to a tuna at Laguna,

To a girl named Myrtle and a guy named Gus,

Why a lot of sense come to me by the shores of Isagumi,

Why shouldn't it happen to us?



Oh the busy little hornet doesn't scorn it,

To ignore it really is ridiculous,

It's a ritual in Turkey, motanique in Albuquerque,

Why shouldn't it happen to us?

There's no ration on passion, l'amour is always in fashion,

It wings beggars and kings,

Take the cheetah and eeta, the halibut and the mosquito,

Yes, and billy-goats feel their oats,

Oh it thrills the tiny sparrow to its marrow,

And the armadillo deems it super-plus,

Why our ancient barnyard rooster finds it quite a morale booster,

Why shouldn't it happen to us?

I had even heard a reindeer whisper "Please, say that again, dear,"

Why, oh why, shouldn't it happen to us?