I feel a sudden urge to sing The kind of ditty that invokes the spring So control your desire to curse While I crucify the verse This verse I've started seems to me The Tin Pan-tithesis of melody So to spare you all the pain We'll skip the darn thing and sing the refrain Come on!
The night is young, the skies are clear And if you want to go walkin', dear It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely I understand the reason why You're sentimental 'cause so am I It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely
You can tell at a glance what a swell night this is for romance You can hear, dear, Mother Nature murmuring low, "Let yourself go" Please be sweet, my chickadee And when I kiss ya, just say to me "It's delightful, it's delicious, it's delectable, it's delirious It's dilemma, it's de-limit, it's deluxe, it's de-lovely"
You can tell at a glance what a swell night this is for romance You can hear, dear, Mother Nature murmuring low, "Let yourself go" So please be sweet, my chickadee And when I kiss ya, just say to me "It's delightful, it's delicious, it's delectable, it's delirious It's dilemma, it's de-limit, it's deluxe, it's de-lovely"