My love must be a kind of blind loveI can't see

Like moonlight looks on a country side, like a rose that's

George speaking:Hey Frances, I don't know about you butI kinda need

was Boston, I was VegasShe was crepe suzette, I

is a song about a couple of adult people who

said, "Drink the water"But I will drink the wineSomeone

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

day you turn around and it's summerNext day you

me to the moonLet me play among the starsAnd let

The one I love belongs to somebody elseShe means her tender

careful, it's my heartIt's not my watch you're holding,

Holding hands at midnight'Neath a starry skyNice work if you can

Rain falling from the skiesLike lonely tears through misty eyesRain streaming

at yourself, if you had a sense of humorYou would

Frank Sinatra & Doris I'm glad you came over

Love laughs at a kingKings don't mean a thingOn the street

Hi there, and Merry Christmas. From FS for CS; Frank Sinatra

moon and empty armsThe moon is there for us

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

You're mean to meWhy must you be mean to me?Gee, baby,