Cole Porter Medley: How's Your Romance? / After You / Love of My Life / It's All Right with Me - Lena Horne

In italia the signori are so very amatory

that their passion, a priori, is l’amor'.

Is it always amor?

Si, sempre amore

and in Napoli and Pisa

Every man has on his knees a little private Mona Lisa to adore

As I once said before it’s always amore

The result is when Italians meet a friend that been away

Instead of saying hows your health

They say «How's your romance?

How is it going

Waining or glowing?

Hows your romance?

Does he love

Love you an awful lot

Cold tepid warm or hot?

Hows your romance?

Do you from the moment you met him

Never never never forget him

Do you when he sends you a letter

Begin to go into a dance

Break me the news

Im with you win or lose

Just tell me hows and whos

your romance

After you, who

Could supply my sky of blue?

After you, who

Could I love?

After you, why

Should I take the time to try,

For who else could qualify

After you, who?

Hold my hand and swear

You’ll never cease to care,

For without you there what could I do?

I could search years

But who else could change my tears

Into laughter after you?

Love of my life, life of my love

I used to pray and pray you’d hear me Love of my life, angels above

Sent you at last, to stay ever near me Now we are one, never to part

And nevermore need I implore you to miss me Come to my arms, come to my heart

Kiss me, kiss me Come to me, come to me Love of my life

It’s the wrong time, and the wrong place

Though your face is charming, it’s the wrong face

It’s not his face, but such a charming face

That it’s all right with me It’s the wrong song, in the wrong style

Though your smile is lovely, it’s the wrong smile

It’s not his smile, but such a lovely smile

That it’s all right with me You can’t know how happy I am that we met

I’m strangely attracted to you

There’s someone I’m trying so hard to forget

Don’t you want to forget someone, too?

It’s the wrong game, with the wrong chips

Though your lips are tempting, they’re the wrong lips

They’re not his lips, but they’re such tempting lips

That, if some night, you are free

Dear it’s all right, it’s all right with me The wrong time, the wrong place

The wrong face, not his face but such a face

that its alright with me The wrong song, the wrong style

The wrong smile, not his smile but such a smile

that its alright with me You can’t know how happy I am that we met

I’m strangely attracted to you

There’s someone I’m trying so hard to forget

Don’t you want to forget someone, too?

It’s the wrong game, with the wrong chips

Though your lips are tempting, they’re the wrong lips

They’re not his lips, but they’re such tempting lips

That, if some night, you are free

Dear it’s all right, yes, it’s all right,

It’s alright with me