(N.Washington, V.Young)
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The night is like a lovely tune, beware my foolish heart!
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How white the ever constant moon, take care, my foolish heart!
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There's a line between love and fascination,
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That's hard to see on an evening such as this,
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For they give the very same sensation.
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When you are lost in the passion of a kiss.
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Your lips are much too close to mine, beware my foolish heart!
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But should our eager lips combine, then let the fire start.
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For this time it isn't fascination, or a dream that will fade and fall apart,
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It's love this time, it's love, my foolish heart!
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My Foolish Heart
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| Frank Sinatra |
