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 Berkeley Square    I maybe right, I maybe wrong    But I’m perfectly willing to swear    That when you turned and smiled at me    A nightingale sang in Berkeley 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 uptown were paved with stars    It was such a romantic affair    And as we kissed and said goodnight    A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square...!