I've got you deep in the heart of me.

Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? I don't.

It was great fun, But it was just one of those things.

Birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it; let's do it, let's fall in love.

Every time I look down on this timeless town Whether blue or gray be her skies. Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears, More and more do I realize: I love Paris in the springtime. I love Paris in the fall. I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles, I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles. I love Paris every moment, Every moment of the year. I love Paris, why, oh why do I love Paris? Because my love is near.

I've got you deep in the heart of me.

Most gentlemen don't like love, they just like to kick it around.