She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

Michael is you, he has your faceHe still has your eyes,

You should have told me when it all beganYou should have

of the darkness you suddenly appearedYou smiled and I

That old black magic has me in its spellThat old black

be seeing youIn all the old familiar placesThat this

'Twas on the Isle of Capri that I found herBeneath the

You're just too marvelous, too marvelous for wordsLike "glorious", "glamorous" and

The night is bitterThe stars have lost their glitterThe winds grow

took each word she said as gospel truthThe way a

love of mine goes on and onThough life is

Frank Sinatra & Doris I'm glad you came over

shouldn't I take a chance when romance passes by?Why

You have loved lots of girls in the sweet long-agoAnd each

you met Miss Jones?Someone said as we shook handsShe

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

what are you asking such ridiculous questions for?Just play them

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

Why even in France the best upper sets do it, Lithuanians

When I go to sleep, I never count sheep, I count