I feel a sudden urge to sing

The kind of ditty that invokes the spring

So control your desire to curse

While I crucify the verse

This verse I've started seems to me

The Tinpantithesis of melody

So to spare you all the pain

Mi, mi, mi

Re, re, re, re

Do, so, mi, do, la, si

The night is young, the skies are clear

And if you want to go walking, dear

I understand the reason why

You're sentimental, 'cause so am I

You can tell at a glance

What a swell night this is for romance

You can hear dear Mother Nature murmuring low

"Let yourself go!"

So please be sweet, my chickadee

And when I kiss you, just say to me

"It's delightful, it's delicious, it's delectable, it's delirious

It's dilemma, it's delimit, it's deluxe, it's de-lovely"