Birds flying high you know how I feel Sun in the

SPOKEN "Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen. We'd, we'd like

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

Fly me to the moonLet me play among the starsLet me

Writer(s): Gershwin/GershwinThe odds were a hundred to one against meThe world

Love walked right in and drove the shadows awayLove walked right

Here we all work 'long the MississippiHere we all work while

of the Sun and West of the MoonWe'll build

When you're smilin', when you're smilin'The whole world smiles with youWhen

hand in handSwingin' down the laneEverybody's feelin' grandSwingin' down

The night is bitterThe stars have lost their glitterThe winds grow

good is the scheming, the planning and dreamingThat comes

Fools rush inWhere angels fear to treadAnd so I come to

I'm sorry dear, so sorry dearI'm sorry I made you cryWon't

A cigarette that bears a lipstick's tracesAn airline ticket to romantic

Don't save your kisses just pass them aroundYou'll find my reason

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

If your eyes were half as brightThey still would light my

Oh gosh darn it, there goes that last buttCome on, sweet,

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