That certain night, the night we met   There was magic abroad in the air   There were angels dining at the ritz   And a nightingale sang in berkley square      I may be right, I may be wrong,   But I'm perfectly willing to swear,   That when you turned and smiled at me,   A nightingale sang in berkley square.      The moon that lingered over london town,   Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown   How could he know we two were so in love,   The whole darn world seemed upside down.      The streets of town were paved with stars,   It was such a romantic affair.   And as we kissed and said goodnight,   A nightingale sang in berkley square.