time you're foundWith your chin on the groundThere a lot

SPOKEN "Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen. We'd, we'd like

Sunday, Monday or Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday or FridayI want you near,

Love me or leave me and let me be lonelyYou won't

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far awayNow they look as

Drinkin' again and thinkin' of when, when you loved meI'm havin'

in the night exchanging glancesWondering in the night, what

The clock will tick away the hours one by oneAnd then

I hadn't anyone till youI was a lonely one till youI

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstormI'm as jumpy

In the still of the night as I gaze out of

fly with me, let's fly, let's fly awayIf you

mama done told me, when I was in knee-pantsMy mama

Strange music in my earsOnly now as you spoke did it

little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee

There's nothing left for me of days that used to beI

Away in a manger, no crib for his bedThe little Lord

it says here in this average unmarried femaleBasically

Frank SinatraMiscellaneousHere Comes The NightHere comes the night, my cloak of

to those who love not too wisely, know not