Frank Sinatra — Its A Long Way From Your House To My House

Oh gosh darn it, there goes that last butt Come on, sweet, let's walk it. Here we go It's a long way from your house to my house And the last bus passed us long ago Goodnight, my sweet, I love you very very Oh my poor feet, is this trip necessary? It's a long way from your lips to my lips And your lips, to me, are divine So have a little sympathy, say that you'll marry me It's such a long way from your house to mine Walk those squares and dodge those lines Gee, I feel light enough to skip home It's a long way from your house to my house Your lips, to me, are divine So have a little sympathy, say that you'll marry me It's such a long way from your house to mine Ahem, can I get in for five minutes more? You mean this is goodnight after I walked you all the way home? It's such a long way from your house to mine You know it is even longer going back to my house, geez?