Dinner At Eight

In your appointment book

you'll see you and I have a date

Let me refresh your memory;

darling you can't be late.

Don't forget, dinner at eight,



Two gardenias at your plate !

Under the table our hands will meet!



We should be able to be discreet

Lights are dim, moonlight above,

That's how people fall in love!



Just tell your mother you might be late

Don't forget, dinner at eight.