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Feinstein Michael The Sinatra Project

Romance is a game for fools, I used to say A game, I thought I'd never play Romance is a game for fools, I said and grinned Then you passed by and here

I'd like to get away, honey Somewhere alone with you It could be oh, so gay, honey You need a laugh or two A certain place I know, darling Where funny

You go to my head and you linger Like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning 'round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to

When they begin the beguine It brings back the sound of music so tender It brings back a night of tropical splendor It brings back a memory ever green

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 all right