Lyrics Love Is the Tender Trap - Frank Sinatra, Nelson Riddle

Love Is the Tender Trap

You see a pair of laughing eyes
And suddenly your sighing sighs
You’re thinking nothings wrong
You string along, boy, then snap!
Those eyes, those sighs
They’re part of the tender trap
You’re hand in hand beneath the trees
And soon there’s music in the breeze
You’re acting kind of smart
And then your heart just goes wap!
Those trees, that breeze
They’re part of the tender trap
Some starry night
When her kisses make you tingle
Shell hold you tight
And you’ll hate yourself for being single
And all at once it seems so nice
The folks are throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot, that’s just a dot on the map
You’re hooked, you’re cooked
You’re caught in the tender trap
Some starry night
When her kisses make you tingle
She’ll hold you tight
And you’ll hate yourself for being single
And all at once it seems so nice
The folks are throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot that’s just a dot on the map
And then you wonder how it all came about
Its too late now there’s no gettin' out
You fell in love, and love is the tender trap