Track Title:               It's A Long Way (From Your House To My House)
Album Title:               The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 12
Prime Artist:              Frank Sinatra

Arranger:                  Axel Stordahl

Written by:                Sid Tepper
Written by:                Roy Brodsky
Lyrics:

(spoken)

(Oh gosh darn it, there goes that last butt.)
(Come on, sweet, let's walk it.  Here we go.)
It's a long way from your house to my house,
And the last bus left us long ago.
Goodnight, my sweet, I love you very very,
Oh my poor feet, is this trip necessary?
It's a long way from your lips to my lips,
And your lips to me are divine.
So have a little sympathy, say that you'll marry me,
It's such a long way from your house to mine.
{musical interlude with spoken remarks}
(Walk those squares, and dodge those lines.)
(Gee, I feel light enough to skip home.)
It's a long way from your house to my house,
Your lips to me are divine.
So have a little sympathy, say that you'll marry me,
It's such a long way from your house to mine.
(Ahem, can I get in for five minutes more?)
(You mean this is goodnight after I walk you all the way home?)
It's such a long way from your house to mine.
(You know it is even longer going back to my house, sweet?)

Contributed by Larry Henares of the Philippines
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