Marilyn Monroe - Incurably Romantic - Текст песни

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.