She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

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

Here we are two very bewilder'd peopleHere we are two babes

There may be trouble aheadBut while there's moonlight and music and

a few more lonesome cities that I'd like to

Some enchanted evening, you may see a strangerYou may see a

When you're all aloneAll the children grownAnd, like starlings, flown awayIt

It's the good life, full of fun, seems to be the

Take it from me, don't be a do-badder upDo-badder up, do

by day I'm falling more in love with youAnd day

There may be trouble aheadBut while there's moonlight and music and

When no one cares, and the phone never ringsThe nights are

drink up, all you peopleAnd order anything you seeHave fun,

The music stoppedBut we were still dancingWhich goes to showThat music

Hey, Pearl, what's bugging you, girl?(Too much knowledge, Frank, too much

This is a lovely way to spend an eveningCan't think of

(Boy of mine, boy of mine)(Dear little boy of mine)Boy of

didn't know what time it wasThen I met youOh, what

Every time i look down on this timeless townWhether blue or

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