boat rides we would takeThe moonlight on the lakeThe

me to the moonAnd let me play among the

lean baby, tall and thinFive feet seven of bones

Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for youBe

me tell 'bout a gal I knowShe's my baby

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

better watch out, you better not cryYou better not pout,

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

fingers in my hairThat sly come-hither stareThat strips my conscience

He: Tangerine, she is all they claimWith her eyes of night

be seeing youIn all the old familiar placesThat this

Chicago, that toddling townChicago, Chicago, I will show you

or nothing at allHalf a love never appealed to

The sleepless nights, the daily fightsThe quick toboggan when you reach

I cover the waterfrontI'm watching the seaWill the one I love

Why was I born? Why am I livin'?What do I get?

is hereWhy doesn't my heart go dancing?Spring is hereWhy

You can have my hand (You can have my hand)You can

If I should lose youThe stars would fall from the skyIf

When I go to sleep, I never count sheep, I count