Frank Sinatra - You'd Be So Nice to Come Home to | Текст песни

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It's not that you're fairer
Than a lot of girls just as pleasin'
That I doff my hat
As a worshipper at your shrine.

It's not that you're rarer
Than asparagus out of season.
No, my darling, this is the reason
Why you've got to be mine:

You'd be so nice to come home to,
You'd be so nice by the fire,
While the breeze on high sang a lullaby,
You'd be all that I could desire.

Under stars, chilled by the winter,
Under an August moon, burning above,
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love.