Nothing In Common

Nothing In Common - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)/The Billy May & His Orchestra

We've got nothin'

Got nothin' in common

Just nothin' in common

My darling at all

I love the opera

I detest the best pop

Can't stand the opera

I like music that bops

We're not fated

Not heaven-created

We're really mis-mated

Our chances are small

Let's part be real smart

And not start with this romance

'Cause outside of both

Having stars in our eyes

And outside of sighing

The same kind of sighs

We've got nothin'

In common at all

We've got nothin'

Got nothin' in common

Just nothin' in common

It never could last

I love Picasso

He's all style and he's all flair

I've seen Picasso

And I think he's a square

Our two goals

Are apart as the poles are

As lovers our roles

Are completely miscast

Let's make a clean break

And not take any chances

'Cause outside of thinking

You're something divine

And outside of wanting

Your lips close to mine

We've got nothin' in common

We've got nothin'

In common at all