(Love Is) The Tender Trap - Frank Sinatra
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
And then you wonder how
It's too late now
You fell in love and love is the tender trap
And I trap with you