(Ella)
The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing
But I can
Its very clear, our love is here to stay
Not for
Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice warmer
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today,
Madam, Miss
I've wined and dined on Mulligan stew and never wished
"(Ella)
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your
Spending these lonesome evenings with nothing to do but to