the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

Waking skies at sunriseEvery sunset tooSeems to be bringing meMemories of

The very thought of youAnd I forget to doThe little ordinary

Well the south side of ChicagoIt's the baddest part of townAnd

And there used to be a ballpark where the field was

not the pale moon that excites meThat thrills and

are thereIn autumn gold or summer greenYou are thereTo

a clear day, rise and look around youAnd you'll see

Biltmore garage wants a grandBut we ain't got a grand

strolled the lane togetherLaughed at the rain togetherSang love's

would you like Aladdin's Lamp to call your own?The

Oh, it's a long, long time from May to DecemberBut the

Who wants to be a millionaire? I don'tHave flashy flunkies everywhere?

are many, many crazy thingsThat will keep me loving youAnd

When you're awake the things you thinkCome from the dream you

There's nothing left for me of days that used to beI

I'm gonna love youLike nobody's loved youCome rain or come shineHigh

is no great big endingNo sunset in the skyThere

Frank Sinatra & Doris I'm glad you came over

(Getting stoned on sunshine, getting high on air,)Getting to it naturally,