Have yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom now

and tan and young and lovelyThe girl from Ipanema

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

(Lorrie)How do you keep the music playing, how do you make

I wouldn't trade Christmas, no, no, never would IWouldn't trade Christmas,

Move over, sun, and give me some skyI got me some

Day in, day outThe same old voodoo follows me aboutThe same

I don't know why I should cry over youSigh over you,

How much do I love you?I'll tell you no lieHow deep

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

you knew SusieLike we know SusieOh, oh, oh, what a

There's nothing left for me of days that used to beI

I've got you under my skinI have got you deep in

Frank me or the market upShot the target

Fly me to the moonLet me play among the starsLet me

You can have my hand (You can have my hand)You can

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

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

never been in love beforeNow all at once it's

I'm so in love with you, please love meWhatever else you