Embraceable You

Writer(s): George Gershwin / Ira Gershwin

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you. Embrace me, you irreplaceable you
Just one look at you, my heart grew tipsy in you
You and you alone bring out the Gypsy in me
I love all, the many charms about you, above all, I want my arms about you
Don’t you be a naughty baby, come to papa, come to papa do
My sweet embraceable you

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