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In the Blue of the Evening
In the blue of evening when you appear close to me, dear one,
There in the dusk we'll share a dream reverie,
In the blue of evening while crickets call and stars are falling,
There 'neath the midnight sky you'll come to me.
In the shadows of the night we'll stand, I'll touch your hand.
And then, softly as your lovely eyes entreat, our lips will meet again.
In the blue of evening, night winds above whisper I love you,
There will we find romance in the blue of evening.
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In the Still of the Night
In the still of the night
As I gaze out of my window
At the moon in its flight
My thoughts all stray, stray to you
In the still of the night
While the world lies in slumber
Oh the times without number
When I say to you
Do you love me
Just like I love you
Are you my life to be
That dream come true
Or will this dream of mine
Will it fade way out of sight
Just like that moon growing dim
Way out on the rim of the hill
In the still of the night
In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning
In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the girl
And never ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all
Indiscreet
Indiscreet - it's indiscreet
To gaze at you - each time we meet
I've told my eyes - they must disguise - this yearning
Yes it's indiscreet - quite indiscreet
To find your touch - so bitter sweet
You're close to me and suddenly I'm burning
While I ask myself: "Where is your pride?"
Irresistibly I'm drawn to your side
And (Yes) it's indiscreet - so indiscreet
But love is swift - and time is sweet
And oh my dear - I crave the nearness of you
To love you is why my heart must be
So love me - it can't be indiscreet
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It's All Right with Me
It's the wrong time, and the wrong place
Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face
It's not her face, but such a charming face
That it's all right with me
It's the wrong song, in the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely, it's the wrong smile
It's not her smile, but such a lovely smile
That it's all right with me
You can't know how happy I am that we met
I'm strangely attracted to you
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you want to forget someone, too?
It's the wrong game, with the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting, they're the wrong lips
They're not her lips, but they're such tempting lips
That, if some night, you are free
Then it's all right, yes, it's all right with me
It's Always You
Whenever it's early twilight
I watch 'til a star breaks through
Funny, it's not a star I see
It's always you
Whenever I roam through roses
And lately I often do
Funny, it's not a rose I touch
It's always you
If a breeze, caresses me
It's really you strolling by
If I hear, a melody
It's merely the way you sigh
Wherever you are you're near me
You dare me to be untrue
Funny, each time I fall in love
It's always you
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It's Nice to Go Trav'ling
It's very nice to go trav'ling
To Paris London and Rome
It's oh so nice to go trav'ling
But it's so much nicer, yes it's so much nicer, to come home
It's very nice to just wander
The camel route to Iraq
It's oh so nice to just wander
But it's so much nicer, yes it's oh so nice, to wander back
The mam'selles and frauleins, and the senoritas are sweet
But they can't compete 'cause they just don't have
What the models have, on Madison Ave.
It's very nice to be footloose
With just a toothbrush and comb
It's oh so nice to be footloose
But your heart starts singin' when your homeward wingin'
across the foam
And you know your fate is
Where the Empire State is
All you contemplate is
The view from Miss Liberty's dome
It's very nice to go trav'ling
But it's oh so nice to come home
You will find the maiden and the gay muchachas are rare
But they can't compare with that sexy line
That parades each day at Sunset and Vine
It's quite the life to play gypsy
And roam as Gipsies will roam
It's quite the life to play gypsy
But your heart starts singin' when your homeward wingin'
across the foam
And the Hudson River
Makes you start to quiver
Like the latest flivver
That's simply dripin' with crome
It's very nice to go trav'ling
But it's oh so nice to come home
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It's Only a Paper Moon
(I never feel a thing is real)
(When I'm away from you)
(Out of your embrace)
(The world's a temporary parking place)
(Mmm, mm, mm, mm)
(A bubble for a minute)
(Mmm, mm, mm, mm)
(You smile, the bubble has a rainbow in it)
Say, it's (It is) only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Yes, it's only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
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