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

I may not have a thing at allExcept for

Drinkin' again and thinkin' of when, when you loved meI'm havin'

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

aloneI'm so all aloneThere is no one else but

how I miss you tonightMiss you while lights are lowOh,

I never knew the charm of springNever met it face to

Here we all work 'long the MississippiHere we all work while

Don't like goodbyes, tears or sighsI'm not too good at leaving

moment I saw her smileI knew she was just

yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom

When they see Monique, I know they'll understandMonique, MoniqueI've hungered so

got a hold on meYou've got that magic hold

I love you, I love youThere's no other way, just one

Getting to know you, getting to know all about youGetting to

My thoughts may strayMy eyes may roamThe neighbor's grass may seem

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

It's ChristmasJingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what fun it

Oh little town of bethlehem, how still we see thee lieAbove

Look to your heart when there are words to sayAnd never