2So sing me a song; make me a melody.
Steal my heart; what a felony.
You were caught red handed,
You handsome dancing bandit,
Of swing tunes in the night.
Though I am held here in your arms,
Love and trust seem so afar.
If a secret I did speak right now,
Would you tell the world aloud?
Oh be silent; do what's right.
I pray you, keep this quiet too,
As I murmur 'I don't need you'.
Oh sorrow, what a lie to aver.
To the truth I fear an answer.
Deception I shall speak tonight.
Forgive me love.