by The Rat Pack on album All of You
My story is much to sad to be told But practically everything leaves me totally cold The only exception I know is the case When I'm out on a quiet spree Fighting vainly the old ennui And I suddenly tu
by The Rat Pack on album Gambling Time
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow, There's a bright golden haze on the meadow, The corn is as high as an elephant's eye, An' it looks like its climbin' clear up to the sky. Oh what a beautif
by The Rat Pack on album The 2nd Edition
After one whole quart of brandy Like a daisy, I'm awake With no Bromo-Seltzer handy, I don't even shake Men are not a new sensation I've done pretty well I think But this half-pint imitation put me on
by The Rat Pack on album Fly Me To The Moon
That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel
by The Rat Pack on album Gambling Time
My love must be a kind of blind love I can't see anyone but you And dear, I wonder if you find love An optical illusion, too? Are the stars out tonight? I don't know if it? s cloudy or bright Cause I
by The Rat Pack on album Live in Chicago
I can't give you anything but love, baby, That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby. Dream awhile, scheme awhile, we're here to find Happiness and I guess, all those things you've always pined for.
by The Rat Pack on album Live in Chicago
Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall Like the seashore clings to the sea Like you'll never get rid of your shadow Frank, you'll never get rid of me Let all the others fight and fuss Whatever happens
by The Rat Pack on album Live in Chicago
The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay, The glory that was Rome is just another day, I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan, I'm going home to my city by the bay. Chorus: I left
by The Rat Pack on album Memories Are Made of This
(In Napoli where love is king When boy meets girl here's what they say) When the moon hits you eye like a big pizza pie That's amore When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine That's
by The Rat Pack on album Memories Are Made of This
That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel
by The Rat Pack on album Spoken For
That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel
by The Rat Pack on album The Jazz That Inspired Rod Stewart
That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel
by The Rat Pack on album A Double Bill Presentation
Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall Like the seashore clings to the sea Like you'll never get rid of your shadow Frank, you'll never get rid of me Let all the others fight and fuss Whatever happens
by The Rat Pack on album The Lady Is a Tramp
I can't give you anything but love, baby, That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby. Dream awhile, scheme awhile, we're here to find Happiness and I guess, all those things you've always pined for.
by The Rat Pack on album The Lady Is a Tramp
Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall Like the seashore clings to the sea Like you'll never get rid of your shadow Frank, you'll never get rid of me Let all the others fight and fuss Whatever happens
by The Rat Pack on album The Lady Is a Tramp
The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay, The glory that was Rome is just another day, I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan, I'm going home to my city by the bay. Chorus: I left
by The Rat Pack on album Live in Chicago
I can't give you anything but love, baby, That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby. Dream awhile, scheme awhile, we're here to find Happiness and I guess, all those things you've always pined for.
by The Rat Pack on album Live in Chicago
Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall Like the seashore clings to the sea Like you'll never get rid of your shadow Frank, you'll never get rid of me Let all the others fight and fuss Whatever happens