Verse 1: - 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. Verse 2: 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.      Interlude: | | | | | Verse 3: I’m susceptible to stars in the skies --- I’m - so romantic --- When they’re 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.