Porter : Let's Misbehave (Paris, 1928)

We're all alone
no chaperone can get our number
The world's in slumber
let's misbehave.
There's something wild about you,
child, that's so contangious
Let's be outrageous let's misbehave.
When Adam won Eve's hand,
he wouldn't stand for teasin'
He didn't care about
those apples out of season.
They say the spring means
just one thing to little love birds.
We're not above birds let's misbehave.
If you'd be just so sweet
and only meet your fate, dear,
It would be the great event
of nineteen twenty-eight, dear.
Let's Misbehave!