| When two lovers meet in Mayfair so the legends tell
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| Songbirds sing and winter turns to spring
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| Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell
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| I know such enchantment can be 'cause it happened one evening to me
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| That certain night, the night we met
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| There was magic abroad in the air
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| There were angels dining at the Ritz
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| And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square
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| I may be right, I may be wrong
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| But I’m perfectly willing to swear
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| That when you turn’d and smiled at me
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| A nightingale sang in Berkley Square
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| The moon that lingered over London town
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| Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
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| How could he know we two were so in love
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| The whole darn world seemed upside down
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| The streets of town were paved with stars
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| It was such a romantic affair
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| And as we kissed and said goodnight
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| A nightingale sang in Berkley Square |