Cole Porter

Sitting in the car in Kincorth, waiting for Niamh to finish her reporter's incursion into the community council, I am listening to Cole Porter songs and have drawn a sketch of him in biro from a photograph of him on the Internet.

From "Let's Do It", I think the best lyrics of all the improbable lyrics are these:

Sturgeon, thank God, do it,

Have some caviar, dear.

In shady shoals, English soles do it,

Goldfish, in the privacy of bowls, do it,

Let's do it, let's fall in love.

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