Dinner at Eight

In your appointment book you'll see you and I have a date Let me refresh your memory; darling you can't be late. Don't forget, dinner at eight, Two gardenias at your plate ! Under the table our hands will meet! We should be able to be discreet Lights are dim, moonlight above, That's how people fall in love! Just tell your mother you might be late Don't forget, dinner at eight. --- Dinner at Eight - Al Bowlly and Ray Noble & His Orchestra