That certain night, the night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the ritz And a nightingale sang in berkley square I may be right, I may be wrong, But I'm perfectly willing to swear, That when you turned and smiled at me, A nightingale sang in berkley square. The moon that lingered over london town, Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown How could he know we two were so in love, The whole darn world seemed upside down. The streets of town were paved with stars, It was such a romantic affair. And as we kissed and said goodnight, A nightingale sang in berkley square.
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