I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo

I'm sentimental, so I walk in the rainI've got some habits

(When you're near, the murmuring of the breeze)(Becomes a symphony)(A rhapsody)And

Spoken:A tune from Cole Porter perhaps. Now there's a guy who

Writer(s): Gershwin/GershwinThey're writing songs of love - but not for meA

are the sunshine of my lifeThat's why I'll always be

Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other

The life and land around you is good, so good, so

A little voice keeps talking to meFrom (a) way down deep

have danced all nightCould have danced all nightAnd still

If I loved youTime and again I would try to sayAll

Your sweet expression, the smile you gave meThe way you looked

night is the loneliest night of the week'Cause that's the

A moment after dark around the park, an old-fashion gent comes

I don't want youBut I'd hate to lose youYou've got me

What can I say to you, Bonita, what magic word would

Betty the taxi driver: First we see the sights, then let's

I can see a steeple - surrounded by peopleOh how real

been thinkin' 'bout way I feel about had

Oh, life is so peculiarYou get so wet in the rainYou