Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is he Bye bye blackbird No one here can love or understand me Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me
: I've got you under my skin I've got you deep in the heart of me So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me I've got you under my skin. I'
you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine, oh mine. What a difference a day makes There's a rainbow before me Skies above
beyond the moon I know beyond a doubt My heart will leave me there soon, yeah. I know beyond a doubt My heart will leave me there soon, yeah. We'll
: I get no kick from Champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true That I get a kick out of you ? I get no kick from
This suspense is killing me I can't stand uncertainty Tell me now, I've got to know Whether you want me to stay or go. Love me or leave me or let me
: The night is like a lovely tune Beware my foolish heart How white the ever constant moon Take care, my foolish heart. There's a line between love
: That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine That same old witchcraft when
ember In september in the rain. To every word of love I heard, you whisper The raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain. Though spring is here, to me
: Grab your coat and get your hat, leave your worry at the doorstep Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street Can't you hear that pitter
: Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars. In other words, hold my hand In other words, darling
world There's such a lot of world to see We're after the same rainbow's end Waiting 'round the bend My huckleberry friend Moon river and me. Two drifters
around my finger What a world, what a life, I'm in love. I've got a song that I sing And I can make the rain go Any time I move my finger Lucky me, can
Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars. In other words, hold my hand In other words, darling
I get no kick from Champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true That I get a kick out of you ? I get no kick from
I've got you under my skin I've got you deep in the heart of me So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me I've got you under my skin. I've