Something Stupid - Frank Sinatra feat. Nancy Sinatra
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I know I stand in line
until you think you have the time
to spend an evening with me.
And if we go some place to dance,
I know that there's a chance
you won't be leaving with me.
Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
and have a drink or two.
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid like, I love you.
I can see it in your eyes,
that you despise the same old lies
you heard the night before.
And though it's just a line to you,
for me it's true,
and never seemed so right before.
I practice every day
to find some clever lines to say
to make the meaning come true.
But then I think I'll wait
until the evening gets late,
and I'm alone with you.
The time is right, your perfume fills my head,
the stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue.
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid like, I love you.
I love you. ... I love you.
I love you. ... I love you.
I love you.