Life, Look, Pic, Peek always print a beautiful cast    And another thing they love    Is a certain photograph    You take the Time, Tide, Newsweek, ev‘ry editorial staff    Over a beer they agree    The man of the year    Is the airminded executive    Who dearly loves to fly    He was an up to date go-getter    His lady friend was even better    She went along to take a letter    Just to be nearby       The airminded executive    Will take off on the sly    He was a most romantic feller    And all the things he used to tell her    About the role of his propeller    Somewhere in the sky...       Foggy or fair,    Gotta be there    Lightin‘ a flare at the airport    Fillin‘ the tanks    Callin‘ the banks    Tellin‘ them, "Hold up the contract!"       Band:    Contact!      Airminded executive became a wealthy guy    And so he wed his secretary    They settled down in Waterbury   And they commute by stratos-ferry   My, they love to fly    Even as you and I...       (Conversation between Tex Beneke and Dorothy Claire:)       TB:    (whistlewhistlewhistle)       DC:    Hi, Texecutive, whattaya say?       TB:    Ah man, I just flew in from the Milky Way       DC:    Well, how‘s the missis, Tex, can you stay a spell?       TB:    Ah, sure is nice to see you all, oh, well...    Foggy or fair, gotta be there    Meetin’ a square at the airport    Gotta arrive    Happy new jive    Maybe I’ll get me a contract       Band:    Contact!       All:    My, we love to fly!    Even as you and I...    My...!