Fall In Love

Written for: Summer Stock (1950)
Performer: Gloria DeHaven & Phil Silvers (OUT-TAKE)
Lyric: Mack Gordon
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1949
Original publisher: Harry Warren Music, Inc.

Verse:

Are you peaceful and relaxed?
No ill feelings or resentment?
Do your nerves remain untaxed?
Are you the picture of contentment?
Well, life can be dull that way,
An unexciting lull that way;
So, if you want the picture changed,
Believe you me, it can be easily arranged,
All you have to do is:

Chorus 1:

Fall in love, it's lovely when you start out,
Ah, 'tis spring but wait till you feel the frost;
You'll be sorry, fall in love, and you'll eat your heart out,
When "Oh, you darling," turns into "Go get lost."
Go on and be sincere, tonight you're softly sighing;
Tomorrow night you're crying in your beer.
Oh, you fool, you fall in love, better not try not to,
For you'll find out that it's just got to be;
And as long as misery loves company,
Be an idiot and give your all;
Bang your pretty head against the wall,
But you know you're gonna fall,
In spite of it all;
So, won't you please fall for me?

Chorus 2 (Version 1):

Fall in love, just promise to be loyal,
And the joy of living will then begin;
That's what you think, fall in love, comes that battle royal,
You face the floor and wonder what town you're in.
Just make yourself at home around her little finger,
And you'll go through the wringer, wait and see.
Ouch, it's painful, fall in love, and here comes the topper,
No longer is your life just property;
In between these wake-up kisses you will be
Pulling out a new gray hair;
Till you haven't any hair to spare,
But you know you're gonna fall,
In spite of it all;
So, won't you please fall for me?

Chorus 2 (Version 2):

Fall in love, just promise to be loyal,
And the joy of living will then begin;
That's what you think, fall in love, comes that battle royal,
You face the floor and wonder what town you're in.
Just make yourself at home around her little finger,
And you'll go through the wringer, wait and see.
Ouch, it's painful, fall in love, and here comes the topper,
No longer is your life just property;
Any time that you've been hooked, your goose is cooked,
You'll be pulling out a new gray hair;
Till you haven't any hair to spare,
But you know you're gonna fall,
In spite of it all;
So, won't you please fall for me?