Sinatra any time you're gettin' low, 'stead of lettin'

George speaking:Hey Frances, I don't know about you butI kinda need

not that easy bein' greenHaving to spend each day

summer wind, came blowin' in from across the seaIt

It was just a neighborhood danceThat's all that it wasBut, oh,

your dreams away for another dayAnd I will take

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

heart that's true, there are such thingsA dream for

I'm falling under your spellAnd if you could speak, what

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

Guarda il mare com'e belloSpira tanto sentimentoCome il tuo soave accentoChe

got the world on a stringSitting on a rainbowGot the

ill wind, blow awayLet me rest todayYou're blowing me

Farewell, farewell to loveShe's gone and I'm through with loveMy schemes,

Can I put my ballsWay down deep inside your jaw?Won’t you

Come out, come out wherever you areI know, I know you're

Writer(s): Cahn/Van HeusenI'll only miss her, when I think of herAnd

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

got eyes that sparkle like a lily sprinkled with

Frankie: Janie Jane Powell, spare us a few minutes before the