It's De-Lovely (From "Red, Hot and Blue") - Bob Hope, Ethel Merman

The night is young, the skies are clear

And if you want to go walkin', dear

It’s delightful, it’s delicious, it’s de-lovely

I understand the reason why

You’re sentimental, 'cause so am I

It’s delightful, it’s delicious, it’s de-lovely

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 ya, just say to me

«It's delightful, it’s delicious, it’s delectable, it’s delirious

It’s dilemma, it’s de limit, it’s deluxe, it’s de-lovely»

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 ya, just say to me

«It's delightful, it’s delicious, it’s delectable, it’s delirious

It’s dilemma, it’s de limit, it’s deluxe, it’s de-lovely»