Incurably Romantic

I'm susceptible to stars in the skies

I'm incurably romantic

If they're told to me all covered with sighs

The wildest of lies seems true

Each time a lovebird sings

I have no defenses

my heart is off on wings

Along with my senses

I'm a set-up for the moon when it's bright

I'm incurably romantic

And I shouldn't be allowed out at night

with anyone quite like you

But, oh, your arms are nice

And it would be awfully nice

If you turned out to be starry-eyed like me

And incurably romantic too

Each time a lovebird sings

I have no defenses

my heart is off on wings

Along with my senses

I'm a set-up for the moon when it's bright

I'm incurably romantic

And I shouldn't be allowed out at night

With anyone quite like you

But, oh, your arms are nice

And it would be awfully nice

If you turned out to be starry-eyed like me

And incurably romantic too