That certain night, the night we met,
There was magic abroad in the air.
There were angels dining at the Ritz,
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me,
The moon that lingered over London town
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown.
How could we 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 goodnight,
How strange it was, how sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
To those 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 Ber----keley 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 dancing feet of Astaire,
And like an echo far away
A. nightingale sang in Ber---keley