Mel Torme - It's Delovely (At The Red Hill, Atlantic) | Текст песни

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• It's Delovely (At The Red Hill, Atlantic)

I feel a sudden urge to sing
The kind of ditty that invokes the Spring,
So control your desire to curse
While I crucify the verse. SHE :
This verse you've started seems to me
The Tin-Pantithesis of melody,
So spare me, please, the pain,
Just skip the damn thing and sing the refrain. HE :
Mi, mi, mi, mi,
Re, re, re, re,
Do, sol, mi, do, la, si. SHE :
Take it away.

REFRAIN 1

The night is young, the skies are clear,
So if you want to go walking, dear,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
I understand the reason why
You're sentimental, 'cause so am I,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
You can tell at a glance
What a swell night this is for romance,
You can hear dear Mother Nature murmuring low,
" Let yourself go. "
So please be sweet, my chickadee,
And when I kiss you, just say to me,
" It's delightful, it's delicious,
It's delectable, it's delirious,
It's dilemma, it's delimit, it's deluxe,
It's de-lovely. "

VERSE 2 SHE :

Oh, charming sir, the way you sing
Would break the heart of Missus Crosby's Bing,
For the tone of your tra la la
Has that certain je ne sais quoi. HE :
Oh, thank thee kindly, winsome wench,
But 'stead of falling into Berlitz French
Just warble to me, please,
This beautiful strain in plain Brooklynese. SHE :
Mi, mi, mi, mi,
Re, re, re, re,
Do, sol, mi, do, la, si. HE :
Take it away.

REFRAIN 2

Time marches on and soon it's plain
You've won my heart and I've lost my brain,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
Life seems so sweet that we decide
It's in the bag to get unified,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
See the crowd in that church,
See the proud parson plopped on his perch,
Get the sweet beat of that organ, sealing our doom,
" Here goes the groom, boom! "
How they cheer and how they smile
As we go galloping down that aisle.
It's divine, dear, it's diveen, dear,
It's de-wunderbar, it's de victory,
It's de vallop, it's de vinner, it's de voiks,
It's de-lovely.

REFRAIN 3

The knot is tied and so we take
A few hours off to eat wedding cake,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
It feels so fine to be a bride,
And how's the groom? Why, he's slightly fried,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
To the pop of champagne,
Off we hop in our plush little plane
Till a bright light through the darkness cozily calls,
" Niag'ra Falls. "
All's well, my love, our day's complete,
And what a beautiful bridal suite,
It's de-reamy, it's de-rowsy,
It's de-reverie, it's de-rhapsody,
It's de-regal, it's de-royal, it's de-Ritz,
It's de-lovely.

REFRAIN 4

We settle down as man and wife
To solve the riddle called " married life, "
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
We're on the crest, we have no cares,
We're just a couple of honey bears,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
All's as right as can be
Till, one night, at my window I see
An absurd bird with a bundle hung on his nose —
" Get baby clo'es. "
Those eyes of yours are filled with joy
When Nurse appears and cries, " It's a boy, "
He's appalling, he's appealing,
He's a pollywog, he's a paragon,
He's a Popeye, he's a panic, he's a pip,
He's de-lovely.

REFRAIN 5

Our boy grows up, he's six feet three,
He's so good-looking, he looks like me,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
He's such a hit, this son of ours,
That all the dowagers send him flowers,
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely.
So sublime is his press
That in time L. B. Mayer, no less,
Makes a night flight to New York and tells him he should
Go Hollywood.
Good God! Today, he gets such pay
That Elaine Barrie's his fiancee,
It's delightful, it's delicious,
It's delectable, it's delirious,
It's dilemma, it's delimit, it's deluxe,
It's de-lovely.

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