This year's crop of kisses. Don't seem as sweet to me. This year's crop just misses. What kisses used to be. This year's new romance. Doesn't seem to have a chance.
Just got an invitation through the mails:. Your presence requested this evening, its formal. A top hat, a white tie and tails. Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails.
My thoughts go back to a heavenly dance. A moment of bliss we spent. Our hearts were filled with a song of romance. As into the night we went. And sang to our hearts' content.
There's no business like show business like no business I know. Everything about it is appealing, everything that traffic will allow. Nowhere could you get that happy feeling when you are stealing that extra bow.
Supper time. I should set the table. 'Cause it's supper time. Somehow I'm not able. . 'Cause that man o'mine. Ain't comin' home no more. Supper time. Kids will soon be yellin'.
The girl that I marry will have to be. As soft and as pink as a nursery. The girl I call my own. Will wear satins and laces and smell of cologne. . Her nails will be polished and, in her hair,.
Someday I'm going to kill the bugler. Someday their going to find him dead.
Here he comes lookin' for his baby. It's for sure, sure and not for maybe. Don't ask when will the lucky day be. Here he comes and let him tell you himself:.
Let's go slumming, take me slumming. Let's go slumming on Park Avenue. Let us hide behind a pair of fancy glasses. And make faces when a member of the classes passes.
[Verse:]. I can't resist the moan of a cello. I can't resist the light of the moon. So place me in a light that is mellow. And let me hear a beautiful tune.
Where the dreamy volga flows. There's a lonely Russian rose. Gazing tenderly. Down upon her knee. Where a baby's brown eyes glisten. Listen. . Every night you'll hear her croon.
Say it isn?t so,. . Say it isn?t so,. Everyone is saying. You don?t love me,. Say it isn?t so.. . Everywhere I go,. Everyone I know,. . Whispers that you?re growing tired of me,.
Sisters, sisters. There were never such devoted sisters,. Never had to have a chaperone, no sir,. I'm there to keep my eye on her. Caring, sharing. Every little thing that we are wearing.
One little kiss, a moment of bliss, then hours of deep regret. One little smile, and after a while, a longing to forget. One little heartache left as a token.
Won't you play some simple melody. Like my mother sang to me. One with a good old-fashioned harmony. Play some simple melody. . Musical demon, set your honey a-dreamin',.
Have you seen the well to do. Up and down Park Avenue. On that famous thoroughfare. With their noses in the air. . High hats and narrow collars. White spats and lots of dollars.
A pale new moon, a sky of blue. And here am I but where are you?. A dream of love would soon come true. If I could reach the moon and you. The moon and you appear to be.
All the world's great lovers have been glorified. History placed them in a romantic set. In between book covers they are side by side. But the real thing hasn't been written yet.
Let's take an old fashioned walk, I'm just bursting with talk.. What a tale could be told if we went for an old fashioned walk.. Let's take a stroll through the park, down a lane where it's dark.
Maybe it's because I love you too much. Maybe that is why you love me so little. Maybe when I answered, yes. Maybe I became a bore. Maybe if I loved you less.