Waking skies at sunriseEvery sunset tooSeems to be bringing meMemories of

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

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

There may be trouble aheadBut while there's moonlight and music and

solo by Beverly find me a gypsy and get

have been a roverI have walked aloneHiked a hundred highwaysNever

here's to you, Mrs. RobinsonJilly loves you more than you

you're feeling sad and lonelyThere's a service I can

fingers in my hairThat sly come-hither stareThat strips my conscience

I was seventeenIt was a very good yearIt was

When you're awake the things you thinkCome from the dream you

Laura is the face in the misty lightFootsteps that you hear

How much do I love you?I'll tell you no lieHow deep

don't know why I love you like I doI don't

A moment after dark around the park, an old-fashion gent comes

Should old acquaintance be forgotAnd never brought to mind?Should old acquaintance

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

the clouds grey with yearsOver hills wet with tearsTo

There's no use of a moonlight glowOr the peaks where winter

I snore in my sleep, I'm always late for dinnerAnd my