Oh, by gosh, by gollyIt's time for mistletoe and hollyTasty pheasants,

What can I do to prove it to you that I'm

Somebody needs meI wish that I knewWho she can be? worries

Love me or leave me and let me be lonelyYou won't

You better watch outYou better not cryYou better not poutI'm telling

look, no crying, though she has one foot out

been to townI've walked the highways and the harbors

here's to you, Mrs. RobinsonJilly loves you more than you

I tried to capture the rapture of the nightSilly dreams

Tell her you love her each dayYou'll make her happy that

Once I had a secret loveThat lived within the heart of

My thoughts go back to a heavenly danceA moment of bliss

just a garden in the rainClose to a little

What is there to write? What is there to say?Same things

Why was I born? Why am I livin'?What do I get?

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

Frank SinatraMiscellaneousDance Ballerina DanceDance, ballerina, danceAnd do your pirouette in rhythm

Blue moon, you saw me standin' aloneWithout a dream in my

Deck the halls with boughs of hollyFa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la'Tis the season to

Are the stars out tonight?I don't know if it's cloudy or