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

lean baby, tall and thinFive feet seven of bones

Writer(s): RaposoHere's to the winners, lift up the glassesHere's to the

my tweed pressed, got my best vest, all I

(Lover, lover)Hey! jealous loverYou're acting so strangeHey! jealous loverWhat is making

that's my babyNo sir, I don't mean maybeYes sir,

I can't stop lovin' youSo I've made up my mindTo live

Would you like to swing on a starCarry moonbeams home in

You must remember thisA kiss is still a kissA sigh is

To love - and be lovedThat's what life's - all aboutKeeps

Night and you and blue HawaiiThe night is heavenly and you

Chestnuts roasting on an open fireJack Frost nipping at your noseYuletide

Holding hands at midnight'Neath a starry skyNice work if you can

and marriage, love and marriageGo together like a horse and

creepersWhere'd you get those peepers?Jeepers creepersWhere'd you get those

Blue moon, you saw me standin' aloneWithout a dream in my

Dear heart, wish you were here to warm this nightMy dear

remember the dayHe told me to do it my

know when my love comes alongI'll know then and

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