gets too hungry for dinner at eightShe likes the

Three coins in the fountainEach one seeking happinessThrown by three hopeful

olden days a glimpse of stockingWas looked on as something

I know I said that I was leavingBut I just, couldn't

If you go away on this summer dayThen you might as

The bells, the bells, ringing everywhere for the sound of christmas

I wonder what he'll think of meI guess he'll call me

gotta right to sing the bluesI gotta right to feel

made me what I am todayI hope you're satisfiedYou

When you walk through a stormHold your head up highAnd don't

one ever tells you what's like to love and

hand in handSwingin' down the laneEverybody's feelin' grandSwingin' down

the wee small hours of the morningWhile the whole wide

Lovers depend on moonlight for a love affairBabies depend on mothers

Dry your eyes and take your song outIt's a newborn afternoonIf

didn't know what time it wasThen I met youOh, what

I have but one heart, this heart I bring youI have

me how do I feelAsk me now that we're

Drowsy morning sunlight, gentle kisses for my loveIt's Sunday, it's SundayShe

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