The stars are gonna' twinkle and shine,
This evening about a quarter to nine.
My lovin' arms are gonna' tenderly twine
Around you around a quarter to nine.
I know I won't be late 'cause at half past eight I'm gonna' hurry there.
I'll be waiting where the lane begins, waiting for you on needles and pins.
And then the world is gonna' be mine
This evening about a quarter to nine
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