spreadin' the newsI'm leavin' todayI want to be a

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

Well, I think I'm goin' out of my headYes, I think

are thereIn autumn gold or summer greenYou are thereTo

A small Cafe, Mam'selleOur rendezvous, Mam'selleThe violins were warm and sweetAnd

She's a fool and don't I know itBut a fool can

When you walk through a stormHold your head up highAnd don't

Baby, you went and broke your faithful promiseHow could you do

Writer(s): BlackI'm gonna buy a paper doll, that I can call

You simply can't forget herThe moment you have met herYour heart

Deep night, stars in the sky aboveMoonlight, lighting our place of

are ya' fixed for moonlight?How are ya' fixed for

love of mine goes on and onThough life is

Spoken: Not now, Moose! I'll tell ya when!Here's a dance you

I would gather stars out of the blue, for you, for

Lullaby and good night, with roses bestrideWith lilies bedecked. 'neath Baby's

pleaseMaster E, one eight nine five three, take

Well, he's my guyI don't care what he does'Cause he's my

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

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