1: Frank Sinatra, night (Silent night), holy night (Holy

She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

You're just too marvelous, too marvelous for wordsLike "glorious", "glamorous" and

Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me, for you will never

They say that falling in love is wonderfulIt's wonderful, so they

You always looked a little out of placeAll grown up with

Drinkin' again and thinkin' of when, when you loved meI'm havin'

fingers in my hairThat sly come-hither stareThat strips my conscience

Let's take a boat to BermudaLet's take a plane to Saint

In the heavens, stars are dancingAnd the mounting moon is newWhat

I love you, I love youIs all that I can sayI

I was seventeen, it was a very good yearIt

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

Sinatra me to the moon let me play among

Fly me to the moonLet me play among the starsLet me

(Let's get it, let's swing it baby!You guys are killing

From this day forward, I promise you with all my heartThat

Summer, you old Indian SummerYou're the tear that comes after June-time's

It's funny how you loved meThen forgot so suddenlyIt's funny to

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