Chicago — Paris

[Verse 1: Robert Lamm] Baby, let's go to England We'll sail across the sea Then we'll stay in Amsterdam Just to feel free And to Norway where the sun shines endlessly [Verse 2: Robert Lamm] Maybe we'll go to Paris We could write a book And if we just have to stay We could learn to cook Drive across the south of France and have a look And see the Holy Land I reckon Iran And lots of sand in [?] We'll play the night away We'll go to Pakistan Afghanistan And we could stay to better places [?] to me [Verse 3: Robert Lamm] Baby, it rains in Hong Kong It's beautiful to see Take the count of ferry boats Rather drink for free Baby, walk the high and run the hills with me [Chorus: Robert Lamm] Baby, let's go to Paris To Venice, and to Rome Open up about it, now The world can be our home There's no reason why the world can't be our home [Instrumental Outro]