day, when I'm awfully lowWhen the world is coldI

close your eyes, for that's a lovely way to

Long night, it's a long night, my friendThe barrooms and the

was Boston, I was VegasShe was crepe suzette, I

I may not have a thing at allExcept for

better watch out, you better not cryYou better not pout,

tales can come true, it can happen to youIf

If you turn me down once more, I'll join the French

a day this has beenWhat a rare mood I'm

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

There may be trouble aheadBut while there's moonlight and music and

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

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

see a pair of laughing eyesAnd suddenly your sighing

All through the day I dream about the nightI dream about

Five hundred guys have one thousand eyes for my babyThey stand

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

I'll wake each morning and I'll promise to laughI'll say good

Here am I, mad about you, mad about youI can't lie,

It's a marshmallow world in the winterWhen the snow comes to