Frank: I'm discontented with homes that are rented so I have

If the lady's naughty but properIf the lady's chic-er than chicIf

and flows of angel hairAnd ice cream castles in

I touch your handAnd my arms grow strongLike a pair of

Quiet nights of quiet starsQuiet chords from my guitarFloating on the

got you under my skinI've got you deep in the

upon a timeA girl with moonlight in her eyesPut

don't talk about me when I'm goneOh honey, though

By the old Moulmein PagodaLooking eastward to the seaThere's a Burma

1 - no proof when people sayYou're more or

My heart is sad and lonelyFor you I sigh, for you

don't know why I love you like I doI don't

A cigarette that bears a lipstick's tracesAn airline ticket to romantic

April played a fiddleAnd my heart began to danceAnd I was

Crazy lovePeople say I'm crazy in loveJust a foolSighing sighs to

1: Ryan & yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your

If only she'd looked my wayJust stopped to say a word

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

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

Sweet summer breeze, whispering treesStars shining softly aboveRoses in bloom, wafted