We kiss in a shadow, we hide from the moonOur meetings

$crim with that 1: Norman Atomic & Anthony

Frank got a crush on you, sweetie pieAll the

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

Blue skies, smilin' at meNothin' but blues skies do I seeBluebirds

You better watch outYou better not cryYou better not poutI'm telling

Writer(s): Gershwin/GershwinThey're writing songs of love - but not for meA

(not Frank's version, this is the traditional)On the (first) day of

me to the moonLet me play among the starsAnd let

In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the GypsyShe

moonYou saw me standin' aloneWithout a dream in my

have danced all nightCould have danced all nightAnd still

and marriage, love and marriageGo together like a horse and

Laura is the face in the misty lightFootsteps that you hear

When you awake, the day takes a bow at your doorWhen

You could leave tomorrow, fly to MandalayDarling, I would love you

Gone and got the blues in ParisParis blues called Azure-TéHow can

Can I put my ballsWay down deep inside your jaw?Won’t you

a fool to want youI’m a fool to want

Sweet summer breeze, whispering treesStars shining softly aboveRoses in bloom, wafted