Frank Sinatra — Come Out Come Out Wherever You Are

Come out, come out wherever you are I know, I know you're not very far! How I wish you'd hurry 'Cause I'm inclined to worry; These arms of mine are open Hoping you'll appear Where are you, dear? Come out, come out wherever you are Come out, come out from under that star! Yes, and incidentally Mentally I'm not up to par So come out, come out, come out Wherever you are So come out, come out, come out So come out, come out, come out Wherever you are