Frank Sinatra ☆ Chicago

You see a pair of laughing eyes
And suddenly your sighing sighs
You’re thinking nothing’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 acting kind of smart until your heart just goes wap
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 throwing 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
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 throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot that’s just a dot on the map
And then you wonder how it all came about
It’s too late now there’s no gettin’ out
You fell in love and love is the tender trap

Frank Sinatra - Chicago

CHICAGO MY KIND OF TOWN - Frank Sinatra

Frank Sinatra - Chicago

Frank Sinatra - My Kind Of Town [from Sinatra Vegas]