Teach Me Tonight - Frank Sinatra, Quincy Jones And His Orchestra

Since this is the perfect spot to learn, teach me tonight

Starting with the ABC of it, getting right down to the XYZ of it Help me solve the mystery of it, teach me tonight

The sky’s a blackboard high above you, a nd if a shooting star goes by

I’ll use that star to write «I love you», a thousand times across the sky

One thing isn’t very clear my love, teachers shouldn’t stand so near my love

Graduation’s almost here my love, you’d better teach me tonight

I’ve played loves scenes in a flick or two, and I’ve also met a chick or two

But I still can learn a trick or two, hey teach me tonight

I who thought I knew the score of it, kind of think I should know much more of it Off the wall, the bed, the floor of it, hey teach me tonight

The midnight hours come slowly creeping when there’s no one there but you

There must be more to life than sleeping single in a bed for two

What I need most is post graduate, what I feel is hard to articulate

If you want me to matriculate, you’d better teach me tonight

What do you get for lessons, teach me — come on and teach me — teach me tonight