Conversation – 15

The Way You Look Tonight
Frank Sinatra

Some day, when I’m awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight
Yes, you’re lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft
There is nothing for me but to love you
And the way you look tonight
With each word your tenderness grows
Tearin’ my fear apart
And that laugh, wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart
Lovely, never, never change
Keep that breathless charm
Won’t you please arrange it?
‘Cause I love you
A-just the way you look tonight
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
It touches my foolish heart
Lovely, don’t you ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won’t you please arrange it?
‘Cause I love you
A-just the way you look tonight
Mm, mm, mm, mm,
Just the way you look tonight

Spent part of the day with my dad and we played Frank Sinatra all day. ♥ I did see
Frank live and I can still feel him. ♥ Love him. ♥

Cherie I hope you are getting in a little rest I went for my Moon Walk and this is my
Moon. ♥ OMG it was stunning. ♥ I am in heaven.

Shout out to all the peeps out there and Happy Holidays. Shout out to all the girls
on this Thread. 🙂 I am taking a well deserve break right now and I am still at it. 🙂
Enjoy Frank Sinatra his way. ♥

New York, New York
Frank Sinatra

Start spreadin’ the news, I’m leavin’ today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York
I want to wake up, in a city that doesn’t sleep
And find I’m king of the hill
Top of the heap
These little town blues
Are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere
It’s up to you, New York, New York
New York, New York
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps
And find I’m a number one, top of the list
King of the hill, a number one
These little town blues, are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it
In old New York
And
If I can make it there
I’m gonna make it anywhere
It’s up to you, New York
New York
New York

My Way
Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried
I’ve had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all, all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh no, no, not me
I did it my way
For what is man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
And did it my way

Frank Sinatra Lyrics
“It Was A Very Good Year”

When I was seventeen it was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls and soft summer nights
We’d hide from the lights on the village green
When I was seventeen

When I was twenty-one it was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girls who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair and it came undone
When I was twenty-one

Then I was thirty-five it was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
Of independent means, we’d ride in limousines their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five

But now the days are short, I’m in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs, and it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year

The Best Is Yet To Come
Frank Sinatra

Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum
You came along and everything started’in to hum
Still it’s a real good bet
The best is yet to come
Best is yet to come and babe won’t that be fine
You think you’ve seen the sun
But you ain’t seen it shine
A wait til the warm up’s under way
Wait til our lips have met
And wait til you see that sunshine day
You ain’t seen nothing yet
The best is yet to come
And babe won’t it be fine
Best is yet to come,
Come the day you’re mine
Come the day you’re mine
I’m gonna teach you to fly
We’ve only tasted the wine
We’re gonna drain the cup dry
Wait til your charms are right for these arms, to surround
You think you’ve flown before
But baby you ain’t left the ground
Wait till you’re locked in my embrace
Wait til I draw you near
And wait til you see that sunshine place
Ain’t nothing like it here
The best is yet to come
And babe won’t it be fine
The best is yet to come,
Come the day you’re mine
Come the day you’re mine
And you’re gonna be mine

I’ve Got You Under My Skin
Frank Sinatra

I’ve got you under my skin
I have got you, deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart that you’re really a part of me
I’ve got you under my skin
I’d tried so, not to give in
And I said to myself this affair it never will go so well
But why should I try to resist when baby I know so well
That I’ve got you under my skin
I’d sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear
Don’t you know, you fool
You never can win
Use your mentality
Wake up to reality
And each time I do just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
‘Cause I’ve got you under my skin
I would sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice comes in the night
And repeats how it yells in my ear
Don’t you know, you fool
That ain’t no just win
Why not use your mentality
Wake up, step up to reality
And each time I do just the thought of you
Makes me stop just before I begin
Because I’ve got you under my skin
Yea, you grab me under my skin

Frank Sinatra
“I Get A Kick Out Of You”

My story is much too sad to be told,
But practically everything leaves me totally cold.
The only exception I know is the case
When I’m out on a quiet spree,
Fighting vainly the old ennui,
And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face.

I get no kick from champagne.
Mere alcohol
Doesn’t thrill me at all.
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you?

Some—they may go for cocaine.
I’m sure that if
I took even one sniff
It would bore me terrifically, too.
Yet I get a kick out of you.

I get a kick every time I see
You standing there before me.
I get a kick though it’s clear to see
You obviously
Do not adore me.

I get no kick in a plane.
Flying too high
With some gal in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do.

I’ll Be Home for Christmas
Michael Bublé

I’ll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents by the tree
Christmas eve will find you
Where the love light gleams
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
I’ll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have some snow and mistletoe
And presents by the tree
Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

Let’s have some fun. 🙂

Welcome to a Winter Wonderland ♥

@southernlights55,

I don’t know if you will see this but I am doing it anyway. Happy Holidays to you and your
family I did leave a post for you on the Heidi Daus Thread. I know it is a very busy season.

Wishing you all the best. 🙂

@tamrick,

Happy Holidays I hope you are well and enjoying this season. ♥ Drop in when you can.