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VERSE

When true lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legends tell,
Songbirds sing,
Winter turns to spring,
Ev'ry winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell.
I know such enchantment can be,
'Cause it happened one evening to me.

REFRAIN 1

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 Berkeley 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 Berkeley 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 " good night, "
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

REFRAIN 2

Strange it was,
How sweet and strange,
There was never a dream to compare
With that hazy, crazy night we met,
When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
This heart of mine
Beat loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair,
For we were dancing cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
When dawn came stealing up all gold and blue
To interrupt
Our rendezvous,
I still remember how you smiled and said,
" Was that a dream
Or was it true? "
Our homeward step
Was just as light
As the tap-dancing feet of Astaire.
And like an echo far away,
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
I know 'cause I was there,
That night in Berkeley Square.
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