If all our flights are grounded
   Libby, we'll meet in Paris
   Dance along the boulevards
   And have no one to embarrass,
   Puttin' on the Ritz in style
   With an Arab and an Heiress,
   Libby we'll fly away - hey
   Leave behind our blues
   Trade them all in
   For a Paris breeze.
   Libby we'll fly
  
   See how dark the circles grow
   In a town that has no light
   So many eyes just staring out
   Into the bloodshot night
   And Libby, I hate you to cry, and I
   Want to share it all with you,
   And if it brings us to our knees
   We'll trade it all in for a Paris breeze.
   Libby we'll fly.
  
   They say it don't come easy
   They say that love is blind
   And if you're afraid to be close
   Then love is hard to find
   And if you spend too much time winning love
   There's no time to be kind
   And Libby, I'm guilty of your crimes,
   I'm just another passenger.
   Travelling on these crazy high seas
   Very likely be the same
   In a Paris breeze,
   Libby we'll fly
  
   If all our flights are grounded,
   Libby, we'll go to Paris
   And wish we were back home again
   Or sailing on the ocean
   Just a window and a drink
   To set our dreams in motion
   But Libby, we'll fly anyway, hey
   And leave behind our blues
   Half sung melodies
   Trade them all in for a Paris breeze,
   Libby we'll fly.