love me to the moonLet me play among

Love laughs at a king, kings don't mean a thing on

Well the south side of ChicagoIt's the baddest part of townAnd

can you say something new about being aloneTell somebody

home, babyCome home, babyCome home, babyCome home, sleep in

Take it from me, don't be a do-badder upDo-badder up, do

a day this has beenWhat a rare mood I'm

don't talk about me when I'm goneOh honey, though

made me what I am todayI hope you're satisfiedYou

Oh luna rossa, you're out tonightA moon of red in a

1 - no proof when people sayYou're more or

It was winter in Manhattan, falling snow flakes filled the airThe

go to my head and you linger like a

I always say, comme ci comme ca,*And go my way, comme

Deck the halls with boughs of hollyFa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la'Tis the season to

I could have married Imogene, or Josephine or MameAnd I could

me how do I feelAsk me now that we're

I'm gonna live till I die!I'm gonna laugh 'stead of cryI'm

I sing, but it'll be all rightMaster one nine two

Davis Jr., Frank Sinatra & the wallpaper sticks to