Cole Porter Medley Lyrics
| Song | Cole Porter Medley |
| Artist | Tony Bennett |
| Album | Life Is Beautiful |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What Is This Thing Called Love | |
| What is this thing called love? | |
| This funny thing called love? | |
| Just who can solve its mystery? | |
| Why should it make a fool of me? | |
| I saw her there one wonderful day | |
| She took my heart and threw it away | |
| That's why I ask the Lord in Heaven above | |
| What is this thing called love? | |
| Love For Sale | |
| When the only sound in the empty street | |
| Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet | |
| That belong to a lonesome cop | |
| She opens shop | |
| When the moon so long has been gazing down | |
| On the wayward ways of this wayward town | |
| Then her smile becomes a smirk | |
| She goes to work | |
| Love for sale | |
| Appetizing, young love for sale | |
| Love that’s fresh and still unspoiled | |
| Love that’s only slightly soiled | |
| Love for sale | |
| Who will buy? | |
| Who would like to sample her supply? | |
| Who’s prepared to pay the price | |
| For a trip to paradise? | |
| Love for sale | |
| Let the poets pipe of love | |
| In their childish way | |
| She knows every type of love | |
| Better far than they | |
| If you want the thrill of love | |
| She’s been through the mill of love. | |
| Old love. New love. | |
| Every love, but true love. | |
| Love for sale. | |
| Appetizing young love for sale. | |
| If you want to buy her wares, | |
| Follow her and climb the stairs. | |
| Love for sale. | |
| I'm In Love Again | |
| I'm in love again, and the spring is a comin' | |
| I'm in love again, hear my heart strings strummin' | |
| Oh I'm in love again, and I can't rise above it | |
| I'm in love again, and I love, love, love it | |
| I'm in love again, and I'm darn glad of it | |
| It’s love | |
| You'd Be So Nice To Come Home To | |
| You'd be so nice to come to | |
| You'd be so nice by the fire | |
| You would be so nice | |
| You'd be paradise, to come home to and love | |
| We'd be so grand at the game | |
| So carefree together that it does seem a shame | |
| That you can't see your future with me | |
| Cause you'd be, oh, so easy to love | |
| It's Alright 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 alright with me | |
| It's the wrong song with 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 alright 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’re free | |
| Then it's alright | |
| It's alright | |
| It's alright with me | |
| Night And Day | |
| Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom | |
| When the jungle shadows fall | |
| Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock | |
| As it stands against the wall | |
| Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops | |
| When the summer shower is through | |
| So a voice within me keeps repeating, “You” | |
| Dream-Dancing | |
| When shades enfold | |
| The sunset's gold | |
| And stars are bright above again | |
| I smile, sweetheart | |
| For then I know I can start | |
| To live again, to love again | |
| When day is gone | |
| And night comes on | |
| Until the dawn | |
| What’ll I do | |
| I clasp your hand | |
| And wander through slumberland | |
| Dream-dancing with you | |
| We dance between | |
| A sky serene | |
| And fields of green | |
| Sprinkled with dew | |
| What joy sublime | |
| Whenever I spend my time | |
| Dream-dancing with you | |
| Dream-dancing | |
| Oh, what a lucky windfall | |
| Touching you, clutching you | |
| All the night through | |
| So say you love me, dear | |
| And let me make my career | |
| Dream-dancing | |
| To paradise prancing | |
| Dream-dancing with you | |
| I've Got You Under My Skin | |
| I've got you under my skin | |
| I've got you deep in the heart of me | |
| So deep in my heart so that you're really a part of me | |
| I've got you under my skin | |
| I'd sacrifice anything come what might | |
| For the sake of having you near, | |
| In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night | |
| It repeats, repeats in my ear | |
| “Don't you know little fool, you never can win | |
| Use your mentality, wake up to reality” | |
| But each time I do, just the thought of you | |
| Makes me stop before I begin, | |
| 'Cause I've got you under my skin | |
| Get Out Of Town | |
| Get out of town | |
| Before it's too late my love | |
| Get out of town | |
| Be good to me please | |
| Why wish me harm | |
| Why not retire to a farm | |
| And be contented to charm | |
| The birds off the trees? | |
| Just disappear | |
| I care for you much too much | |
| And when you're near, close to me dear | |
| We touch too much | |
| The thrill when we meet is so bittersweet | |
| That darling, it's getting me down | |
| Get on your mark get set | |
| Get out of town |
| What Is This Thing Called Love | |
| What is this thing called love? | |
| This funny thing called love? | |
| Just who can solve its mystery? | |
| Why should it make a fool of me? | |
| I saw her there one wonderful day | |
| She took my heart and threw it away | |
| That' s why I ask the Lord in Heaven above | |
| What is this thing called love? | |
| Love For Sale | |
| When the only sound in the empty street | |
| Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet | |
| That belong to a lonesome cop | |
| She opens shop | |
| When the moon so long has been gazing down | |
| On the wayward ways of this wayward town | |
| Then her smile becomes a smirk | |
| She goes to work | |
| Love for sale | |
| Appetizing, young love for sale | |
| Love that' s fresh and still unspoiled | |
| Love that' s only slightly soiled | |
| Love for sale | |
| Who will buy? | |
| Who would like to sample her supply? | |
| Who' s prepared to pay the price | |
| For a trip to paradise? | |
| Love for sale | |
| Let the poets pipe of love | |
| In their childish way | |
| She knows every type of love | |
| Better far than they | |
| If you want the thrill of love | |
| She' s been through the mill of love. | |
| Old love. New love. | |
| Every love, but true love. | |
| Love for sale. | |
| Appetizing young love for sale. | |
| If you want to buy her wares, | |
| Follow her and climb the stairs. | |
| Love for sale. | |
| I' m In Love Again | |
| I' m in love again, and the spring is a comin' | |
| I' m in love again, hear my heart strings strummin' | |
| Oh I' m in love again, and I can' t rise above it | |
| I' m in love again, and I love, love, love it | |
| I' m in love again, and I' m darn glad of it | |
| It' s love | |
| You' d Be So Nice To Come Home To | |
| You' d be so nice to come to | |
| You' d be so nice by the fire | |
| You would be so nice | |
| You' d be paradise, to come home to and love | |
| We' d be so grand at the game | |
| So carefree together that it does seem a shame | |
| That you can' t see your future with me | |
| Cause you' d be, oh, so easy to love | |
| It' s Alright 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 alright with me | |
| It' s the wrong song with 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 alright 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' re free | |
| Then it' s alright | |
| It' s alright | |
| It' s alright with me | |
| Night And Day | |
| Like the beat beat beat of the tomtom | |
| When the jungle shadows fall | |
| Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock | |
| As it stands against the wall | |
| Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops | |
| When the summer shower is through | |
| So a voice within me keeps repeating, " You" | |
| DreamDancing | |
| When shades enfold | |
| The sunset' s gold | |
| And stars are bright above again | |
| I smile, sweetheart | |
| For then I know I can start | |
| To live again, to love again | |
| When day is gone | |
| And night comes on | |
| Until the dawn | |
| What' ll I do | |
| I clasp your hand | |
| And wander through slumberland | |
| Dreamdancing with you | |
| We dance between | |
| A sky serene | |
| And fields of green | |
| Sprinkled with dew | |
| What joy sublime | |
| Whenever I spend my time | |
| Dreamdancing with you | |
| Dreamdancing | |
| Oh, what a lucky windfall | |
| Touching you, clutching you | |
| All the night through | |
| So say you love me, dear | |
| And let me make my career | |
| Dreamdancing | |
| To paradise prancing | |
| Dreamdancing with you | |
| I' ve Got You Under My Skin | |
| I' ve got you under my skin | |
| I' ve got you deep in the heart of me | |
| So deep in my heart so that you' re really a part of me | |
| I' ve got you under my skin | |
| I' d sacrifice anything come what might | |
| For the sake of having you near, | |
| In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night | |
| It repeats, repeats in my ear | |
| " Don' t you know little fool, you never can win | |
| Use your mentality, wake up to reality" | |
| But each time I do, just the thought of you | |
| Makes me stop before I begin, | |
| ' Cause I' ve got you under my skin | |
| Get Out Of Town | |
| Get out of town | |
| Before it' s too late my love | |
| Get out of town | |
| Be good to me please | |
| Why wish me harm | |
| Why not retire to a farm | |
| And be contented to charm | |
| The birds off the trees? | |
| Just disappear | |
| I care for you much too much | |
| And when you' re near, close to me dear | |
| We touch too much | |
| The thrill when we meet is so bittersweet | |
| That darling, it' s getting me down | |
| Get on your mark get set | |
| Get out of town |
| What Is This Thing Called Love | |
| What is this thing called love? | |
| This funny thing called love? | |
| Just who can solve its mystery? | |
| Why should it make a fool of me? | |
| I saw her there one wonderful day | |
| She took my heart and threw it away | |
| That' s why I ask the Lord in Heaven above | |
| What is this thing called love? | |
| Love For Sale | |
| When the only sound in the empty street | |
| Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet | |
| That belong to a lonesome cop | |
| She opens shop | |
| When the moon so long has been gazing down | |
| On the wayward ways of this wayward town | |
| Then her smile becomes a smirk | |
| She goes to work | |
| Love for sale | |
| Appetizing, young love for sale | |
| Love that' s fresh and still unspoiled | |
| Love that' s only slightly soiled | |
| Love for sale | |
| Who will buy? | |
| Who would like to sample her supply? | |
| Who' s prepared to pay the price | |
| For a trip to paradise? | |
| Love for sale | |
| Let the poets pipe of love | |
| In their childish way | |
| She knows every type of love | |
| Better far than they | |
| If you want the thrill of love | |
| She' s been through the mill of love. | |
| Old love. New love. | |
| Every love, but true love. | |
| Love for sale. | |
| Appetizing young love for sale. | |
| If you want to buy her wares, | |
| Follow her and climb the stairs. | |
| Love for sale. | |
| I' m In Love Again | |
| I' m in love again, and the spring is a comin' | |
| I' m in love again, hear my heart strings strummin' | |
| Oh I' m in love again, and I can' t rise above it | |
| I' m in love again, and I love, love, love it | |
| I' m in love again, and I' m darn glad of it | |
| It' s love | |
| You' d Be So Nice To Come Home To | |
| You' d be so nice to come to | |
| You' d be so nice by the fire | |
| You would be so nice | |
| You' d be paradise, to come home to and love | |
| We' d be so grand at the game | |
| So carefree together that it does seem a shame | |
| That you can' t see your future with me | |
| Cause you' d be, oh, so easy to love | |
| It' s Alright 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 alright with me | |
| It' s the wrong song with 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 alright 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' re free | |
| Then it' s alright | |
| It' s alright | |
| It' s alright with me | |
| Night And Day | |
| Like the beat beat beat of the tomtom | |
| When the jungle shadows fall | |
| Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock | |
| As it stands against the wall | |
| Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops | |
| When the summer shower is through | |
| So a voice within me keeps repeating, " You" | |
| DreamDancing | |
| When shades enfold | |
| The sunset' s gold | |
| And stars are bright above again | |
| I smile, sweetheart | |
| For then I know I can start | |
| To live again, to love again | |
| When day is gone | |
| And night comes on | |
| Until the dawn | |
| What' ll I do | |
| I clasp your hand | |
| And wander through slumberland | |
| Dreamdancing with you | |
| We dance between | |
| A sky serene | |
| And fields of green | |
| Sprinkled with dew | |
| What joy sublime | |
| Whenever I spend my time | |
| Dreamdancing with you | |
| Dreamdancing | |
| Oh, what a lucky windfall | |
| Touching you, clutching you | |
| All the night through | |
| So say you love me, dear | |
| And let me make my career | |
| Dreamdancing | |
| To paradise prancing | |
| Dreamdancing with you | |
| I' ve Got You Under My Skin | |
| I' ve got you under my skin | |
| I' ve got you deep in the heart of me | |
| So deep in my heart so that you' re really a part of me | |
| I' ve got you under my skin | |
| I' d sacrifice anything come what might | |
| For the sake of having you near, | |
| In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night | |
| It repeats, repeats in my ear | |
| " Don' t you know little fool, you never can win | |
| Use your mentality, wake up to reality" | |
| But each time I do, just the thought of you | |
| Makes me stop before I begin, | |
| ' Cause I' ve got you under my skin | |
| Get Out Of Town | |
| Get out of town | |
| Before it' s too late my love | |
| Get out of town | |
| Be good to me please | |
| Why wish me harm | |
| Why not retire to a farm | |
| And be contented to charm | |
| The birds off the trees? | |
| Just disappear | |
| I care for you much too much | |
| And when you' re near, close to me dear | |
| We touch too much | |
| The thrill when we meet is so bittersweet | |
| That darling, it' s getting me down | |
| Get on your mark get set | |
| Get out of town |
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