Bing Crosby (love Is) The Tender Trap
Ya see a pair of laughing eyes
And suddenly you're sighing sighs.
You're thinkin' nothin's wrong
You string along boy then snap!
Those eyes those sighs -
They're part of the tender trap.
You're hand in hand beneath the trees
And soon there's music in the breeze.
You're actin' kind of smug
Until your heart just goes whap!
Those trees that breeze -
They're part of the tender trap.
Some starry night
When her kisses make you tingle
She'll hold you tight
And you'll hate yourself for being single.
And all at once it seems so nice
The folks are throwin' shoes and rice.
You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map.
You're hooked you're cooked
You're caught in the tender trap.
