I like New York in JuneHow about you?I like a Gershwin

Here we are two very bewilder'd peopleHere we are two babes

Just a melancholy echo ling'ring when the day is throughIt's the

(Lorrie)How do you keep the music playing, how do you make

Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other

And now the sun has broken throughIt looks like it will

my tweed pressed, got my best vest, all I

(Whatever happened to Christmas, ah)Whatever happened to Christmas? It's gone and

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

on the Ganges, my little HinduWhen I whispered love's

I think of you with every breath I takeAnd every breath

see your face before meCrowding my every dreamThere is

torch I carry is handsomeIt's worth its heartache in ransomAnd

Now, this could only happen to a guy like meAnd only

April played a fiddleAnd my heart began to danceAnd I was

Where there is sunrise, there is Barbara, only Barbara clothes that

Everybody has the right to be wrong at least onceEverybody has

tale, my favorite fairy taleIs the one I live

never smile againUntil I smile at youI'll never laugh againWhat

Frank:Let's take an old fashioned walk, I'm just bursting with talkWhat