Life, Look, Pic, Peek always print a beautiful cast And another thing they love Is a certain photograph You take the Time, Tide, Newsweek, ev‘ry editorial staff Over a beer they agree The man of the year Is the airminded executive Who dearly loves to fly He was an up to date go-getter His lady friend was even better She went along to take a letter Just to be nearby
The airminded executive Will take off on the sly He was a most romantic feller And all the things he used to tell her About the role of his propeller Somewhere in the sky...
Foggy or fair, Gotta be there Lightin‘ a flare at the airport Fillin‘ the tanks Callin‘ the banks Tellin‘ them, "Hold up the contract!"
Band: Contact!
Airminded executive became a wealthy guy And so he wed his secretary They settled down in Waterbury And they commute by stratos-ferry My, they love to fly Even as you and I...
(Conversation between Tex Beneke and Dorothy Claire:)
TB: (whistlewhistlewhistle)
DC: Hi, Texecutive, whattaya say?
TB: Ah man, I just flew in from the Milky Way
DC: Well, how‘s the missis, Tex, can you stay a spell?
TB: Ah, sure is nice to see you all, oh, well... Foggy or fair, gotta be there Meetin’ a square at the airport Gotta arrive Happy new jive Maybe I’ll get me a contract
Band: Contact!
All: My, we love to fly! Even as you and I... My...!