gets too hungry for dinner at eightShe likes the

olden days a glimpse of stockingWas looked on as something

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

I close my eyes and just see pretty colorsThey're dancing just

home, babyCome home, babyCome home, babyCome home, sleep in

I hadn't anyone till youI was a lonely one till youI

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable youEmbrace me, you irreplaceable youJust one

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

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

is the one who'll end the search I'm making?Where

got the world on a stringSitting on a rainbowGot the

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

I'm blue every Monday thinkin' over SundayThat one day when I'm

You could leave tomorrow, fly to MandalayDarling, I would love you

I let my heart fall into careless handsCareless hands broke my

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

Frank Sinatra: Sammy Davis. Sam. Come here Jimmy Koogan. I'm going

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

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

never been in love beforeNow all at once it's