(Love Is) Tender Trap - Frank Sinatra
You see a pair of laughing eyes,
And suddenly you're sighing sighs
You're thinking nothings wrong,
You string along, boy, then SNAP!
Those eyes, those sighs
They're part of the tender trap.
You're hand in hand beneath the trees,
And soon there's music in the breeze.
You're acting kind of smug
Until your heart just goes WHAP!
Those trees, that breeze
Some starry night,
When her kisses make you tingle,
She'll hold you tight
And you'll hate yourself for being single.
And all at once it seems so nice,
The folks are throwing shoes and rice.
You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map.
You're hooked, you're cooked,
You're caught in the tender trap.
You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map
And then you wonder how it all came about,
It's too late now, there's no getting out
You fell in love, and love is the tender trap.