The King's New Clothes
Composer(s): Frank Loesser
Performer(s): Danny Kaye
and multiple other artists



This is the story of the King's new clothes 
Now there was once a king who was absolutely insane about new clothes 
and one day, two swindlers came to sell him what they said was a magic suit of clothes 
Now, they held up this particular garment and they said, "Your Majesty, this is a magic suit" 
Well, the truth of the matter is, there was no suit there at all 
But the swindlers were very smart, and they said 
"Your Majesty, to a wise man this is a beautiful raiment but to a fool it is absolutely invisible" 
Naturally, the King not wanting to appear a fool, said

"Isn't it grand! Isn't it fine! Look at the cut, the style, the line!
The suit of clothes is altogether, but altogether it's altogether
The most remarkable suit of clothes that I have ever seen
These eyes of mine at once determined
The sleeves are velvet, the cape is ermine
The hose are blue and the doublet is a lovely shade of green
Somebody send for the Queen"

Well they sent for the Queen and they quickly explained to her about the magic
suit of clothes. And naturally, the Queen not wanting to appear a fool, said

"Well, isn't it oh! Isn't it rich! Look at the charm of every stitch!
The suit of clothes is altogether, but altogether it's altogether
The most remarkable suit of clothes that I have ever seen
These eyes of mine at once determined
The sleeves are velvet, the cape is ermine
The hose are blue and the doublet is a lovely shade of green
Summon the court to convene"

Well the court convened, and you never saw in your life as many people as were at that court 
All the ambassadors, the dukes, the earls, the counts, it was just packed with people 
and they were all told about the magic suit of clothes
And after they were told they naturally didn't want to appear fools and they said

"Isn't it ohhh! Isn't it ahhh! Isn't it absolutely wheee!
The suit of clothes is altogether, but altogether, it's altogether
The most remarkable suit of clothes a tailor ever made
Now quickly, put it altogether
With gloves of leather and hat and feather
It's altogether the thing to wear in Saturday's parade
Leading the royal brigade"

Now Saturday came and the streets were just lined with thousands and thousands and thousands of people 
And they all were cheering as the artillery came by, the infantry marched by, the cavalry galloped by 
And everybody was cheering like mad, except one little boy 
You see, he hadn't heard about the magic suit and didn't know what he was supposed to see 
Well, as the King came by the little boy looked and, horrified, said

"Look at the King! Look at the the King! Look at the King, the King, the King!
The King is in the altogether, but altogether, the altogether
He's altogether as naked as the day that he was born
The King is in the altogether, but altogether, the altogether
It's altogether the very least the King has ever worn"

Summon the court physician! Call an intermission! His majesty is wide open to ridicule and scorn

The King is in the altogether, but all together, the altogether
He's altogether as naked as the day that he was born
And it's altogether too chilly a morn!

Chandernagor
Composer(s): Guy Béart
Performer(s): Guy Béart



Elle avait elle avait
Un Chandernagor de classe
Elle avait elle avait
Un Chandernagor râblé
Pour moi seul pour moi seul
Elle découvrait ses cachemires
Ses jardins ses beau quartiers
Enfin son Chandernagor
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
D'abandonner les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Elle avait elle avait
Deux Yanaon de cocagne
Elle avait elle avait
Deux Yanaon ronds et frais
Et moi seul et moi seul
M'aventurais dans sa brousse
Ses vallées ses vallons
Ses collines de Yanaon
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
D'abandonner les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Elle avait elle avait
Le Karikal difficile
Elle avait elle avait
Le Karikal mal luné
Mais la nuit j'atteignais
Son nirvana à heure fixe
Et cela en dépit
De son fichu Karikal
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
D'abandonner les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Elle avait elle avait
Un petit Mahé fragile
Elle avait elle avait
Un petit Mahé secret
Mais je dus à la mousson
Eteindre mes feux de Bengale
M'arracher m'arracher
Aux délices de Mahé
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
De faire long feu dans les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Elle avait elle avait
Le Pondichéry facile
Elle avait elle avait
Le Pondichéry accueillant
Aussitôt aussitôt
C'est à un nouveau touriste
Qu'elle fit voir son comptoir
Sa flore sa géographie
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
De revoir un jour les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Frim Fram Sauce
Composer(s): Joe Ricardel; Redd Evans
Performer(s): Nat King Cole



I don't want French fried potatoes
Red ripe tomatoes
I'm never satisfied
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side

I don't want pork chops and bacon
That won't awaken
My appetite inside
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side

Now a person's really got to eat
And a person should eat right
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight

I don't want fish cakes and rye bread
You heard what I said
Waiter, please serve mine fried
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side

A person's really got to eat
And a person should eat right
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight

I don't want fish cakes and rye bread
You heard what I said
Waiter, please serve mine fried
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side

(I want the frim fram sauce with the ausen fay
with cha fafa, cha fafa, cha fafa, on the side
P-leazzze!)

Nat's ending (no melody): 
Now if you don't have it, just bring me a check for the water

The Kingdom 
Performer(s): Milow



Where I'm from there are no mountains
And time is standing still
Where I'm from there's barely space left
Still they're running up a hill
Where I'm from they don't like changes
Even if alarm bells ring
Where I'm from they have a princess
Where I'm from they have a king

Where I'm from they don't like dreamers
They are told to shut their mouth
Where I'm from they're divided
Between the North and the South
Where I'm from it's like a long night
That never turns to day
Where I'm from the kingdom's trembling
Where I'm from they've lost the way

Sing it loud today
Sing it loud today
I'm singing it loud today
I am the one that got away

Where I'm from they just keep rooted
Heads are always hanging low
Where I'm from the Congo River
Never got nowhere to go
Where I'm from words are repeated
But they never really rhyme
Where I'm from the kingdom's trembling
Where I'm from they're losing time

Where I'm from there's a lack of heroes
Both in politics and song
Where I'm from the more they fix it
The faster everything goes wrong
Where I'm from I still remember
So I will sing it every day
That this kingdom is still my kingdom
It's encoded in my DNA

Chandelle
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



Elle, elle sort tout droit d'une aquarelle
Avec ses dentelles d'autrefois
Elle est belle comme un chemin de croix
Elle, les enfants l'appellent Chandelle
Parce qu'elle tremble à chaque pas
Mais le prisonnier c'est moi
Si elle a peur, si elle a froid, moi aussi
L'hiver est fait pour que nos corps se serrent
Et se serrent sans bruit
Si elle a peur, si elle a froid, moi aussi
Je suis le premier qui l'appelle
Le premier qui lui ouvre les bras
Comme si chez nous elle n'existait pas
Et d'elle, je reçois quelques nouvelles
Par les oiseaux qu'elle m'envoie
Je suis loin, mais ne t'inquiète pas
Si elle a peur, si elle a froid, moi aussi
L'hiver est fait pour que nos corps se serrent
Et se serrent sans bruit
Si elle a peur, si elle a froid, moi aussi
Mais chacun de ses silences est mortel
Chacun de ses mots de porte au ciel
Hey, d'aussi loin que tu sois
Si tu m'entends, arrête-toi
Toi qui cours pour que ton corps soit transparent
Toi qui pleures que la vie te prend tout ton temps,
Hey, d'aussi loin que tu sois
Si tu m'entends, arrête-toi
Chandelle, c'est ma chanson pour toi
Ma chanson pour toi
Chandelle, c'est toujours le soir de Noël
Quand elle revient vers chez moi
Et même je ne suis pas sûr qu'il ait fait nuit
Entre hier et aujourd'hui

Fritiof Och Carmencita
Composer(s): Sven-Bertil Taube



Samborombon, en liten by förutan gata
den ligger inte långt från Rio de la Plata
nästan i kanten av den blåa Atlanten
och med Pampas bakom sig många hundra gröna mil
dit kom jag ridande en afton i april
för jag ville dansa tango

Dragspel, fiol och mandolin
hördes från krogen och i salen steg jag in
där på bänken i mantilj och med en ros vid sin barm
satt den bedårande lilla Carmencita
Mamman, värdinnan satt i vrån
hon tog mitt ridspö, min pistol och min manton
Jag bjöd upp och Carmencita sa
'Si gracias señor 
Vamos á bailár este tango'

Carmencita lilla vän, håller du utav mig än?
Får jag tala med din pappa och din mamma
jag vill gifta mig med dig, Carmencita!

Nej, don Fritiof Andersson
kom ej till Samborombon
om ni hyser andra planer när det gäller mig
än att dansa tango

Ack, Carmencita gör mig inte så besviken
jag tänker skaffa mig ett jobb här i butiken
sköta mig noga, bara spara och knoga
inte spela och dricka, men bara älska dig
Säg, Carmencita, det är ändå blott med mig
säg, som du vill dansa tango

Nej Fritiof, ni förstår musik
men jag tror inte ni kan stå i en butik
och förresten sa min pappa just idag att han visste
vem som snart skulle fria till hans dotter
En som har tjugotusen kor
och en estancia som är förfärligt stor
Han har prisbelönta tjurar
han har oxar, kor och svin
och han dansar underbar tango

Carmencita, lilla vän, akta dig för rika män!
Lyckan den bor ej i oxar eller kor
och den kan heller inte köpas för pengar
Men min kärlek gör dig rik
skaffa mig ett jobb i er butik
Och när vi blir gifta söta ungar skall vi få, som kan dansa tango

King Of Hollywood
Composer(s): Don Henley - Glenn Frey
Performer(s): Eagles



Well, he sits up there on his leatherette
Looks through pictures of the ones that he hasn't had yet
When he thinks he wants a closer look
he gets out his little black telephone book
(He's calling, calling, calling
He's calling, calling, calling
He's calling ,calling, calling
He's calling)

"Come sit down here beside me, honey
Let's have a little heart to heart
Now look at me and tell me, darlin'
how badly do you want this part?
Are you willing to sacrifice?
And are you willing to be real nice?
All your talent and my good taste
I'd hate to see it go to waste"

"We gon' get you an apartment, honey
We gon' get you a car
Yeah, we're gonna take care of you, darlin'
We gon' make you a movie star
For years I've seen 'em come and go"
He says, "I've had 'em all, 'ya know
I handled everything in my own way
I made 'em what they are today"

After 'while nothin' was pretty
After 'while everything got lost
Still, his Jacuzzi runneth over
Still he just couldn't get off
He's just another power junky
Just another silk scarf monkey
You'd know it if you saw his stuff
The man just isn't big enough

Chandelier Of Stars
Composer(s): John Williamson
Performer(s): John Williamson



When m' travellin' days are done
Will you still be with me?
When all the songs have been sung
Standin' right beside me
Watchin' the grandkids grow
I've got everything but nothing without you

I've got mountains, I've got rivers
I've got a chandelier of stars
Got blossoms on the Bloodwoods
Friends all 'round the country
And a heart as good as new
I've got everything but nothing without you

Too much time for thinking
It's gonna drive me mad
I walk along the river
I watch a motel movie
But lovers make me sad
I've got everything but nothing without you

So when this life that binds me

Turns me loose
Lets me rest on m' laurels
Will you put y' head on m' shoulder
And share the peaceful years
I've got everything but nothing without you

Friggin' In The Riggin'
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Sex Pistols; Showcase Showdown



There was a bunch of roadies 
And this here is their story 
A scurvy bunch of evil twits 
Who never say they're sorry 

They've traveled cross the nations 
Fuckin' paid vacations 
We love the schism that they make 
They're here for the duration 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

The captains name is Rick 
Whose "Bozo-do" is slick 
He really thinks he knows it all 
He's just a Jersey hick 

Wanking, cranking, Georgie 
He always finds an orgy 
He rubs his balls and picks his nose 
He's horny Georgie porgie 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

The kind of sleaze is Ring 
Polaroid's his thing 
He whipped it out, her teeth fell out 
And now it's in a sling 

From LA we have Troy 
His fetish is Playboy 
A smelly trout, he'll eat it out 
Go wash your hands you're M.O.I. 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

John Tempesta is The Joker 
The Adams apple choker 
Sandra Bernhard is his twin 
He'd probably even poke her 

The B-boy was John Rooney 
He was a fuckin' loony 
He does a rap, he thinks he's black 
He's soft like Gerry Cooney 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

Yo my name is Bill 
Dur, bouncing is my skill, duh
Smoke ten packs and use my plaque 
Duh, with my breath I'll kill 

Thursby is the lard ass 
The monitors are his task 
The sound they made when the band played 
Was like Ed Trunk with bad gas 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

The photobug is Ambo 
He'll fill up any hairy hole 
We'll blindfold you with dental floss 
You burnt out fuckin' bimbo 

The bottom line is Z 
Oh please don't sit on me 
Go wipe your hemorrhoid ridden butt 
You 1960's hippie! 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

This here was the story 
About our fuckin' roadies 
A scurvy bunch of evil twits 
Who never say they're sorry 
They've traveled cross the nations 
Fuckin' paid vacations 
We love the schism that they make 
They're here for the duration 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do

King Of Clowns
((French & German Versions: Je L'attends (Dalida); Hello Boy (Dalida))
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield
Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



Here I come, the king of clowns 
As I hide behind this smile and paint the town 
Though I cry since you're gone 
You'll never know because the show must go on 

I've been sad (I've been sad) I've been blue (I've been blue) 
Ever since the day that you found someone new (someone new) 
I pretend but you can't tell 
With my broken heart I play my part so well 

Step aside, here I come, the king of clowns 
As I hide the lonely teardrops that come down 
I make believe with a smile 
But the king of clowns is crying all the while 

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns 

There are tears (there are tears) you'll never see (never see) 
No you'll never see my tears and pity me (pity me) 
Though I'm hurt, still I'm proud 
Always laughing as I walk among the crowd 

Step aside, here I come, the king of clowns 
As I hide the lonely teardrops that come down 
I make believe with a smile 
But the king of clowns is crying all the while 

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns 

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns...

'Chand D'habits
Composer(s): Emil Stern - R. Alfred
Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Orch. Emil Stern



Dis-moi, 'chand d'habits
N'as-tu pas trouvé
Parmi le lot de mes vieilles défroques
Que, ce matin, je te vendis à regret
'Chand d'habits, parmi elles
N'as-tu trouvé, tout en loques
Triste, lamentable, déchiré
Un douloureux cœur abandonné?
Rends-moi, je t'en prie, mon ami
Cette chose meurtrie...
C'est mon pauvre cœur... j'en ai besoin...
Crois-tu, mon vieux, que c'est bête!
Quand tu est venu à mon appel
Faire l'emplette
Je croyais bien n'y pas tenir autant...

Quand tu partis chargé de ton triste fardeau
Tout mon passé suivit, et je pleure...
Je pleure mes soucis, mon enfance
Mes chers amours qui ne sont plus que souvenance...
Rends-moi mon pauvre cœur
Triste objet périmé...
Revends-moi la joie qui m'a quittée...
Dis! 'chand d'habits!...
Cette pauvre chose, c'était pour l'oubli...
C'est toute ma vie...
Oui...
Dis-moi, 'chand d'habits
Parmi mes défroques
N'as-tu pas trouvé mon pauvre cœur en loques? ...

Friendship Train
Composer(s): Barrett Strong; Norman Whitfield
Performer(s): Gladys Knight & The Pips;
and various other artists



Calling out to everyone across the nation
Said the world is in a desperate situation
Stealing, burning, fighting, killing
Nothing but corruption
It looks like mankind in on the eve of destruction
Oh yes it is now people let me tell you now
We've got to learn to live with each other
No matter what the race, creed or color
I just got to tell you what the world needs now
Is love and understanding get aboard the friendship train
Everybody shake a hand make a friend now
Listen to us now, we're doing our thing
On the friendship train

We've got to start today to make tomorrow
A brighter day for our children
Oh calm down people now we can do it
I can prove it but only if our hearts are willing
Now get aboard the friendship train
Everybody, shake a hand, shake a hand
Yes I'm talking about the friendship train
It don't matter what you look like
People or who you are
If your heart is in the right place
In the right place
Talking about the right palce
You're welcome aboard now

This train stands for justice
This train stands for freedom
This train stands for harmony and peace
This train stands for love
Come on get on the friendship train
People listen to me now
Harmony is the key my sisters and brothers
Oh yes it is I say
Harmony is the key my sisters and brothers
People can't wait cause another day might be too late

Denver
Composer(s): Randy Sparks
Performer(s): The New Christy Minstrels



(Come on big mule!)
I was drivin' a rig out o' Texas
All loaded an' bound for Cheyenne
Takin' my pleasures so freely
Just a good lovin' ramblin' man

I had a way with the ladies
Sweet Daddy was my middle name
Till I got to a place they called Denver
An' I ain't never been quite the same

I've been to Saint Louis an' Abilene
I've rambled through many a town
But I got me a woman in Denver, Lord
That's where I'm settlin' down

Well, I kissed her an' swore that I loved her
I told her some day she'd be mine
Then I laughed all the way back to Texas
Hah-hah, to think she'd believe that ol' line

Well, I got to pining for Denver
It's funny how things come to be
As I slipped the ring on her finger
Well, I knew that the laugh was on me

I've been to Saint Louis an' Abilene
I've rambled through many a town
But I got me a woman in Denver, Lord
That's where I'm settlin' down

Now all you young fellas take warning
You single men, run for your life
Be careful an' stay out o' Denver
Or else you'll wind up with a wife

You'll walk down the street unsuspectin'
An' you won't believe what you see
'Cause the prettiest girls live in Denver
Lord, you'll wind up happy, like me

I've been to Saint Louis an' Abilene
I've rambled through many a town
But I got me a woman in Denver, Lord
That's where I'm settlin' down

Got me a woman in Denver, Lord
That's where I'm settlin' down

Chan Chan
Composer(s): Compay Segundo
Performer(s): Compay Segundo



De alto cedro voy para marcané 
Luego a cuelto voy para mayari 

El carino que te tengo 
Yo no lo puedo negar 
Se me sale la babita 
Yo no lo puedo evitar

Cuando Juanita y chan chan 
En el mar cernian arena 
Como sacudia el «jibe» 
A Chan Chan le daba pena

Limpia el camino de paja 
Que yo me quiero sentar 
En aquel tronco que veo 
Y asi no puedo llegar

De alto cedro voy para marcané 
Luego a cuelto voy para mayari

Friendship
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Judy Garland;
and various other artists



If you're ever in a jam, here I am 
If you're ever in a mess, S-O-S 
If you ever feel so happy, you land in jail... I'm your bail
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship
When other friendships have been forgot
Ours will still be hot
Lah-dle-ah-dle-ah-dle dig, dig, dig

If you're ever up a tree, phone to me
If you're ever down a well, ring my bell
If you ever lose your teeth, and you're out to dine... borrow mine
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship
When other friendships have been forgate
Ours will still be great
Lah-dle-ah-dle-ah-dle, chuck, chuck, chuck
 
If they ever black your eyes, put me wise 
If they ever cook your goose, turn me loose
If they ever put a bullet through your brain... I'll complain
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship
When other friendships have been forgit
Ours will still be it
Lah-dle-ah-dle-ah-dle, hep, hep, hep

The Kind Of Girl I Could Love
Composer(s): Roger Atkins - Michael Nesmith
Performer(s): The Monkees



Girl, you look mighty good to me
And I know that you've got to be
The kind of girl I could love

You've got the sweetest pair of eyes
And your kiss would be paradise
You're the kind of girl I could love

You do something to my soul
That no one's ever done
If you're looking for true love
Then let me be the one

Girl, deep in my soul I'm sure
And my heart has no doubt that you're
The kind of girl I could love
The kind of girl I could love

Chances Are
Composer(s): Al Stillman - Robert Allen
First release by: Johnny Mathis - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists



Chances are 'cause I wear a silly grin
The moment you come into view
Chances are you think that I'm in love with you

Just because my composure sort of slips
The moment that your lips meet mine
Chances are you think my heart's your Valentine

In the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear"
Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes

Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me
And if you think you could
Well, chances are your chances are awfully good

In the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear"

Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes

Guess you feel you'll always be the one and only one for me
And if you think you could
Well, chances are your chances are awfully good

The chances are your chances are awfully good

Friends With You
Composer(s): Bill Danoff; Taffy Nivert
Performer(s): John Denver; Bill & Taffy; 
Jackie Lee; Starland Vocal Band



What a friend we have in time
Gives us children, makes us wine
Tells us what to take or leave behind

And the gifts of growing old
Are the stories to be told
Of the feelings more precious than gold

Friends I will remember you

Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be friends with you

Babies' days are never long
Mother's laugh is baby's song
Gives us all the hope to carry on

Friends I will remember you

Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be friends with you

Friends I will remember you
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be friends with you

Friends I will remember you
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be friends with you

The Kind Of Boy You Can't Forget
Composer(s): Jeff Barry
Performer(s): The Jelly Beans



(Male singing "Diddle-diddle-diddle-it" followed by female singing of the same 
this occurs frequently throughout the song)

I remember when I first saw him
Something told me that I couldn't ignore him
& I've been dreamin' of him every night ever since we met
'Cause he's the kind of boy you can't forget
(He's the kind of boy you can't forget)

I remember when I first kissed him
He touched my hand & then I couldn't resist him
& though he kissed me 'bout a week ago, I ain't got over it yet
'Cause he's the kind of boy you can't forget
(He's the kind of boy you can't forget)

Wo wo wo wo wo, wo wo wo wo wo
I could be so happy knowing he was mine (yeah yeah yeah) all the time
& I could make him happy, I would treat him good, yes I would, wo wo
Wo wo wo wo wo, wo wo wo wo wo

Gotta tell him that I adore him
There is nothin' that I wouldn't do for him
I won't be happy till I make him mine & a wedding day is set
'Cause he's the kind of boy you can't forget
(He's the kind of boy you can't forget)

(repeat scat singing)...

Chances Are
Composer(s): Bob Seger
First release by: Bob Seger & Martina McBride - 1998



Chances are you'll find me
Somewhere on your road tonight
Seems I always end up driving by
Ever since I've known you
It seems you're on my way

All the rules of logic don't apply
I long to see you in the night
Be with you 'til morning light

I remember clearly how you looked
The night we met
I recall your laughter and your smile
I remember how you made me
Feel so at ease
I remember all your grace and your style

And now you're all I long to see
You've come to mean so much to me

Chances are I'll see you
In my dreams tonight
You'll be smiling like the night we met
Chances are I'll hold you and I'll offer
All I have

You're the only one I can't forget
Baby you're the best I've evermet

And I'll be dreaming of the future
And hoping you'll be by my side
And in the morning I'll be longing for the night
For the night

Chances are I'll see you
Somewhere in my dreams tonight
You'll be smiling like the night we met
Chances are I'll hold you and I'll offer
All I have

You're the only one I can't forget
Baby you're the best I've ever met