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

Sinatra any time you're gettin' low, 'stead of lettin'

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

(not Frank's version, this is the traditional)On the (first) day of

in love with love is falling for make-believeFalling in

Oh luna rossa, you're out tonightA moon of red in a

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

Be wise, be smart, behave, my heartDon't upset your cart when

drink up, all you peopleAnd order anything you seeHave fun,

I never knew the charm of springNever met it face to

couldn't sleep a wink last nightBecause we had that

you were very youngThe world was younger than youAs merry

I'll be loving you alwaysWith a love that's true, alwaysWhen the

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

That old black magic has me in its spellThat old black

She's a snooty little cutie, she's a burgulous skirtShe's a knockout

Frank:Now here's a story with quite a moralAnd all you gals,

When I was a leanerI sought truth night and dayI asked

God rest you merry, gentlemenLet nothing you dismayRemember Christ our SaviorWas

It's the wrong time and the wrong placeThough your face is