Testi Soundtracks :: A

[GIRL]

My dear, you're sailing off without me.

Yet you don't seem to give a damn.



[SAILOR]

I know it's fearful of me not to be

More tearful,

But thank heaven I am.



[GIRL]

You mean to say you're glad to leave me?

Can I believe that's what you mean?



[SAILOR]

Why, don't be funny, I'm just wild about you, honey,

But I'm oh, so glad, so glad,

It's driving me mad to say goodbye

To all things that typify

The humdrum of my daily routine.



[CREW]

And there's no cure like travel

To help you unravel

The worries of living today.

When the poor brain is cracking

There's nothing like packing

A suitcase and sailing away.

Take a run 'round Vienna,

Granada, Ravenna, Sienna

And then a-'round Rome.

Have as high time, a low time,

And in no time

You'll be singing "Home, Sweet Home".