Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frank Sinatra, Jr.
Frank Sinatra, Jr.
Vocals
Phil Teele
Phil Teele
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Sinatra, Jr.
Frank Sinatra, Jr.
Songwriter
Nelson Riddle
Nelson Riddle
Arranger

Lyrics

Now day-to-day life is a menu with one item
Week after week tastes the same
But sometimes one minute has magic within it
If we might call it by name
Hm
I'd say that life is sane, mildly inviting
Business gain always is delighting
Now and then, something more exciting enters in
You'll find that temperature is the early warning
You may meet some freezing winter morning
But the heat is California dawning in your brain
And the youth thought life would sing
So like the flame, 'less she wanders past you
"What's your name?" Insomnia will ask you
"Are you game to do the things you never thought you'd do?
Let's see how well you move to break the ice
'Cause underneath that ice, you may find spice"
Pick up a history book, a thumb across the pages
Pharaohs, tsars and thinkers through the ages
Kings and slaves were driven into rages by a kiss
So if you're scared to death, well, muster up your reason
Take a breath, it's just that funny season
To refuse must be considered treason in the spring
And a-do you know her ring size?
Think of all the dulls of living quiet
Like a cage with no one passing by it
Healthy brains may need a change of diet
Now and then, remember Chinese millions live and die on rice
Bet they'd mop their pointed chops if they ever had spice
Oh, let's see how well you move to break the ice
And remember spice, and my advice
'Cause oftentimes, spice is nice
Written by: Frank Sinatra, Jr.
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