That certain night, the night we met
There was magic abroad in the air,
There were angels dining at the Ritz,
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to swear,
That when you turned and smiled at me,
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
The moon that lingered over London town,
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown,
How could he know we two were so in love,
The whole darn world seemed upside down.
The streets of town, were paved with stars,
It was such a romantic affair,
And as we kissed and said goodnight,
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
The moon that lingered over London town,
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown,
How could he know we two were so in love,
The whole darn world seemed upside down.
Our homeward step, was just as light,
As the dancing of Fred Astaire,
And like an echo, far away,
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square,
I know cause I was there,
That night in Berkeley Square."