It's Nice to Go Trav'ling Songtext

von The Rat Pack

It's very nice to go trav'ling to Paris, London and Rome.
It's, oh, so nice to go trav'ling, but it's so much nicer, yes, it's so much nicer to come home.
It's very nice to just wonder the camel route to Iraq.
It's, oh, so nice to just wander but it's so much nicer, yes, it's oh so nicer to wander back.
The manzells and frauliens and the señoritas are sweet but they cant compete what the models have on Madison Ave.
It's very nice to be footloose with just a toothbrush and comb.
It's, oh, so nice to be footloose but your heart starts singin' when your homeward wingin' across the foam and you know your fate is, where the Empire State is, all you contemplate is the view from Miss Liberty's dome.
It's very nice to go trav'ling but it's oh so nice to come home.
You will find the maiden and gay muchachas are rare but they can't compare with that sexy line, that parades each day at Sunset and Vine.
It'd quite the life to play gypsy and roam as Gipsies will roam.
It's quite the life to play gypsy but your heart starts singin' when your homeward wingin' across the foam.
And the Hudson River makes you quiver like the latest flivver that's simply dripin' with crome.
It's very nice to go trav'ling but it's, oh, so nice to come home.
No more customs.
Burn the passports.
No more packin'.
And unpackin'.
Light the homefire.
Get my slippers.
Make a pizza.