Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me, for you will never

There’s a bright golden haze on the meadowThere’s a bright golden

I'm in the mood for love simply because you're near meFunny

love me to the moonLet me play among

I sometimes wonder why people make promises they never intend to

fingers in my hairThat sly come-hither stareThat strips my conscience

When I take my sugar to teaAll the boys are jealous

take it nice and easyIt's gonna be so easyFor

I'm feeling low, mighty low, I wonder whyI wonder why, why

New York, New YorkOr a village in IowaThe only difference is

There's a somebody I'm longing to seeI hope that she turns

I'd know you anywhere, I'd know that grinI'd know you anywhere

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

I don't want youBut I'd hate to lose youYou've got me

If I should lose youThe stars would fall from the skyIf

How glad the many millions of Annabelles and LilliansWould be to

never been in love beforeNow all at once it's

Frank Sinatra & Doris I'm glad you came over

Usually in the morning I'm filled with sweet belongingAnd everything is

Love makes us whatever we want to beYou and me the