the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

If they asked me, I could write a bookAbout the way

Writer(s): RaposoHere's to the winners, lift up the glassesHere's to the

Sometimes I think that I'm on the right trackBut I keep

upon a timeA girl with moonlight in her eyesPut

in New YorkWhy does it seem so invitingAutumn in

Chicago, that toddling townChicago, Chicago, I will show you

How much do I love you?I'll tell you no lieHow deep

You're always in a great big hurry, grab a kiss and

There's something missing in the way you say hello, babyYour words

Time and again I've longed for adventureSomething to make my heart

When all the world is a hopeless jumbleAnd the raindrops tumble

I love you, I love youThere's no other way, just one

love you a bushel and a peckA bushel

Oh, by Jove and by Jehovah, you have set my heart

… You're just too good to be trueCan't take my eyes

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

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

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

I sing, but it'll be all rightMaster one nine two