Cole Porter
It’s a Chemical Reaction, That’s All / All of You
NINA
When the electromagnetic of the he-male
Meets the electromagnetic of the fe-male
If right away, she should say "this is the male"
It's a chemical reaction, that's all
And though you fascists may answer with hisses
The same applies when you're misters and misses
Hey diddle diddle with middle class kisses
It's a chemical reaction that's all
Say in love with you I fall
And in love with me you also fall
Though the uninstructed faction
Calls it mutual attraction
It's a chemical rеaction, that's all
As in the case of invertеbrates Cambrian
As in the case of fishes Devonian
As in the case of amphibians Permian
As in the case of reptiles, Triassic or Jurassic
Merely read a book my Kamachev
Which has now become a classic
When the electromagnetic of the he-male
Meets the electromagnetic of the fe-male
If right away she should say "come... and be male"
It's a chemical reaction that's all
STEVE (spoken)
Mm-mm
NINA (spoken)
You do not believe Kamachev?
STEVE (spoken)
No ma'am!
NINA (spoken)
Then what is your theory?
STEVE (spoken)
My theory is that there is no theory
NINA (spoken)
You are attracted to me?
STEVE (spoken)
That's right
NINA (spoken)
Then obviously there must be scientific reasons
STEVE (spoken)
There are reasons, but they have nothing to do with Consolidated Edison
STEVE (sung)
I love the looks of you
The lure of you
I'd love to make a tour of you
The eyes, the arms, the mouth of you
The East, West, North, and the South of you
I'd love to gain complete control of you
And handle even the heart and soul of you
So love at least a small percent of me, do
For I love all of you
NINA (spoken)
Kamachev once observed the behaviour of forty turtles, over a period of three months, and Kamachev has proven his theory of-
STEVE
After watching your appeal from every angle
There's a big romantic deal I've got to angle
For I've fallen for a certain luscious lass
And it's not a passing fancy or a fancy pass
I love the looks of you
The lure of you
I'd love to make quite sure of you
The eyes, the arms, the mouth of you
The East, West, North, and the South of you
I'd love to gain complete control of you
And handle even the heart and soul of you
So love at least, a small percent of me, do
For I love all...
All of you!