There's No Cure Like Travel (OST Anything Goes musical)
[GIRL] My dear, you're sailing off without me. Yet you don't seem to give a damn.
[SAILOR] I know it's fearful of me not to be More tearful, But thank heaven I am.
[GIRL] You mean to say you're glad to leave me? Can I believe that's what you mean?
[SAILOR] Why, don't be funny, I'm just wild about you, honey, But I'm oh, so glad, so glad, It's driving me mad to say goodbye To all things that typify The humdrum of my daily routine.
[CREW] And there's no cure like travel To help you unravel The worries of living today. When the poor brain is cracking There's nothing like packing A suitcase and sailing away. Take a run 'round Vienna, Granada, Ravenna, Sienna And then a-'round Rome. Have as high time, a low time, And in no time You'll be singing "Home, Sweet Home".