The night is young, the skies are clear
And if you want to come 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"
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!"
< instrumental verse >
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!"
. . . de limit, dilemma, it's de-lovely!
~ from the Television
Soundtrack "Cole Porter in Paris"
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