Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me, for you will never

Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for youBe

To dream the impossible dreamTo fight the unbeatable foeTo bear with

Biltmore garage wants a grandBut we ain't got a grand

somebody loves youIt's no good unless he loves youAll

Way down among BraziliansCoffee beans grow by the billionsSo they've got

You and the night and the music fill me with flaming

Whenever skies look gray to meAnd trouble begins to brewWhenever the

in love with love is falling for make-believeFalling in

on the Ganges, my little HinduWhen I whispered love's

the tide rushes inPlants a kiss on the shoreThen rolls

1: Frank Sinatra, night (Silent night), holy night (Holy

I cover the waterfrontI'm watching the seaWill the one I love

Forget your troubles and just get happyYou better chase all your

That old black magic has me in its spellThat old black

Here we go, take oneGo through it fast, like dizzyHere we

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

Have you met Dolores? She's queen of the forestHave you met

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

Here am I, mad about you, mad about youI can't lie,