A Hundred Years From Today - Dean Martin

Don’t save your kisses, pass them around

You’ll find my reason is logically sound

Who’s gonna know that you passed them around

A hundred years from today

Why crave a penthouse that’s fit for a Queen

You’re nearer Heaven on Mother Earth’s green

If you had millions, what would they all mean

A hundred years from today

So laugh and sing, make love the thing

Be happy while you may

There’s always one beneath the Sun

Who’s bound to make you feel that way

The Moon is shining and that’s a good sign

Cling to me, Baby, say you’ll be mine

Remember, Darling, we won’t see it shine

A hundred years from today

(Orchestral Break)

Remember, Darling, we won’t see it shine

A hundred years from today

A hundred years from today