Lyrics Cole Porter Medley - Lena Horne

Cole Porter Medley

In italia the signori are so very amatory
that their passion, a priori, is l’amor'.
Is it always amor?
Si, sempre amore
and in Napoli and Pisa
Every man has on his knees a little private Mona Lisa to adore
As I once said before it’s always amore
The result is when Italians meet a friend that been away
Instead of saying hows your health
They say «How's your romance?
How is it going
Waining or glowing?
Hows your romance?
Does he love
Love you an awful lot
Cold tepid warm or hot?
Hows your romance?
Do you from the moment you met him
Never never never forget him
Do you when he sends you a letter
Begin to go into a dance
Break me the news
Im with you win or lose
Just tell me hows and whos
your romance
After you, who
Could supply my sky of blue?
After you, who
Could I love?
After you, why
Should I take the time to try,
For who else could qualify
After you, who?
Hold my hand and swear
You’ll never cease to care,
For without you there what could I do?
I could search years
But who else could change my tears
Into laughter after you?
Love of my life, life of my love
I used to pray and pray you’d hear me Love of my life, angels above
Sent you at last, to stay ever near me Now we are one, never to part
And nevermore need I implore you to miss me Come to my arms, come to my heart
Kiss me, kiss me Come to me, come to me Love of my life
It’s the wrong time, and the wrong place
Though your face is charming, it’s the wrong face
It’s not his face, but such a charming face
That it’s all right with me It’s the wrong song, in the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely, it’s the wrong smile
It’s not his smile, but such a lovely smile
That it’s all right with me You can’t know how happy I am that we met
I’m strangely attracted to you
There’s someone I’m trying so hard to forget
Don’t you want to forget someone, too?
It’s the wrong game, with the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting, they’re the wrong lips
They’re not his lips, but they’re such tempting lips
That, if some night, you are free
Dear it’s all right, it’s all right with me The wrong time, the wrong place
The wrong face, not his face but such a face
that its alright with me The wrong song, the wrong style
The wrong smile, not his smile but such a smile
that its alright with me You can’t know how happy I am that we met
I’m strangely attracted to you
There’s someone I’m trying so hard to forget
Don’t you want to forget someone, too?
It’s the wrong game, with the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting, they’re the wrong lips
They’re not his lips, but they’re such tempting lips
That, if some night, you are free
Dear it’s all right, yes, it’s all right,
It’s alright with me