(full musical rendition, as Tommy always does)
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Tommy Dorsey: Frank, are you kicking your two heels for this Valentine B-2?
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Frank: Man, I'm too brought down by the weather to kick my heels about anything.
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Tommy: Thanks to a fare-thee-well by February 14, eh Frank? Well, I never saw a case of wintertime
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blues that a little singing wouldn't fix. So give out with a chorus of It All Comes Back To Me Now,
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and it'll all come back to you. I guarantee it.
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Frank sings:
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It all comes back to me now, a starry summer sky,
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A laughing you and I, alone.
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It all comes back to me now, a sea of midnight blue,
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Your face uplifted to my own.
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We called it a thrill of the moment, and blamed the moon up above,
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We didn't know what the glow meant, we never dreamed it might be love.
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It all comes back to me now, the love I threw away,
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And now each lonely night I pray, that it will all come back to me someday.
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(full musical coda)
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It All Comes Back To Me Now
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| Frank Sinatra |
