Easy to Love - Anita O'Day, Billy May

You’d be so nice to come home to You’d be so nice by the fire

While the breeze on high sang a lullaby

You’d be all that I could desire

Under stars chilled by the winter

Under an August moon burnin' above

You’d be so nice, you’d be paradise

To come home to and love

You’d be so nice to come home to You’d be so nice by the fire

While the breeze on high sang a lullaby

You’d be all that I could desire

Under stars chilled by the winter

Under an August moon burnin' above

You’d be so nice, you’d be paradise

To come home to and love

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