The night is young
the skies are clear
and if you want to go walking, 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 you, just say to me
"it's delightful, it's delicious
it's delectable, it's delirious
it's dilemma, it's de-limit
its deluxe* , it's de-lovely."