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 Tin Pan-tithesis of melody
So to spare you all the pain
We'll skip the darn thing and sing the refrain
Come on!

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"
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"