and tan and young and lovelyThe girl from Ipanema

Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me, for you will never

I'm in the mood for love simply because you're near meFunny

What is America to meA name, a map, or a flag

time we almost made the pieces fit, didn't we?This

I saw you last night and got that old feelingWhen you

What now my love, now that you've left meHow can I

Writer(s): HowardI've seen that face beforeThat face that I see in

never knew that roses grewOr if skies were blue or

Come to me, my melancholy babyCuddle up and don't be blueAll

Baubles, bangles, hear how they jing, jinga-lingaBaubles, bangles, bright shiny beadsSparkles,

Don't know whyTheres no sun up in the skyStormy weatherSince my

Where do you go when it starts to rain?Where will you

It's very nice to go trav'lingTo Paris London and RomeIt's oh

You don't laugh anymore, when we're aloneYou don't talk quite as

was just one of those thingsJust one of those

the blue of eveningWhen you appear close to me,

I begged her, I pleaded, I told herBaby, come out of

believe, I believeI believe in wishing wellsBut I also believe

I'll walk alone because to tell you the truth I'll be