Frank got a crush on you, sweetie pieAll the

George speaking:Hey Frances, I don't know about you butI kinda need

solo by Beverly find me a gypsy and get

Love is a many-splendored thingIt's the April rose that only grows

You told me it was so, a million dreams agoYou held

you desire meSo shall I come to youHowe'er you

That certain night, the night we metThere was magic abroad in

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable youEmbrace me, you irreplaceable youJust one

Let's take a boat to BermudaLet's take a plane to Saint

If I don't see her each day, I miss herGee what

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

Hark! the herald angels sing"Glory to the newborn King!Peace on earth,

lean baby, tall and thinFive feet seven of bones

Frank Sinatra, love those J-I-N-G-L-E bellsOh, those holiday J-I-N-G-L-E

It seems we stood and talked like this, beforeWe looked at

foggy day in London townHad me low, had me

When I was youngI never needed anyoneMaking love was just for

I can see a steeple - surrounded by peopleOh how real

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

The moon was all aglow and heaven was in your eyesThe