It's very clear, our love is here to stayNot for a

boat rides we would takeThe moonlight on the lakeThe

(Whatever happened to Christmas, ah)Whatever happened to Christmas? It's gone and

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

Give her sunshine in your smileGive her pleasure all the whileTurn

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

isn't by chance I happen to beA boulevardier, the

you desire meSo shall I come to youHowe'er you

they had to have something newA dance to do

In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the GypsyShe

Grab your coat and get your hat, leave your worry at

leaves of brown came tumbling downRemember in September in

of the border, down Mexico wayThat's where I fell

It was winter in Manhattan, falling snow flakes filled the airThe

was just one of those thingsJust one of those

As the morning casts a thousand bits of sunlightAnd they shine

have got youUnder my skinI’ve got youDeep in the

I've had this feeling before but never like thisLove had me

Why even in France the best upper sets do itLithuanians and

Davis Jr., Frank Sinatra & the wallpaper sticks to