A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square

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

Oh, 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

How strange it was, how sweet and strange

There was never a dream to compare

With that hazy, crazy night we met

When a nightingale sang

Ooh, a nightingale sang

When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square