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(Love Is) The Tender TrapYou see a pair of laughing eyesAnd suddenly your sighing sighs You’re thinking nothing’s 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 smart Until your heart just goes wap Those trees, that breeze They’re part of the tender trap 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 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 And then you wonder how it all came about It’s too late now there’s no gettin' out You fell in love, and love is the tender trap |