(Yves Montand)    I'm suceptible to stars in the sky.   I'm incurably romantic.   If they're told to me all covered with sighs   The wildest of the lies seem true.   Each time a love bird sings   I have no defenses.   My heart is off on wings    Alone with my senses.      I'm a set-up for the moon when it's bright.   I'm incurably romantic.   And I shouldn't be allowed out at night    With anyone quite like you.   But oh your arms are nice   And it would be awfully nice   If you turned out to be   Starry eyed like me   And incurably romantic too.      (Marilyn Monroe)   Each time a love bird sings   I have no defenses.   My heart is off on wings   Along with my senses.      (Yves Montand)   I'm a set-up for the moon when it's bright.   I'm incurably romantic.   And I shouldn't be allowed out at night   With anyone quite like you.      (Marilyn Monroe)   But oh your arms are nice,   And it would be awfully nice,      (Yves Montand)   If you turned out to be    Starry eyed like me   And incurably romantic too.      (Marilyn Monroe)   I'm suceptible to stars in the skies.   I'm so romantic.   When they're covered with sighs,    The wildest of lies seem true.   Each time a love bird sings   I have no defenses.   My heart is off on wings   Along with my senses.      (Frankie Vaughn)   I'm a set-up for the moon when it's bright.   I'm incurably romantic.   And I shouldn't be allowed out at night   With anyone quite like you.   But oh your arms are nice   And it would be awfully nice   If you turned out to be    Starry eyed like me   And incurably romantic too.