Jealousy, Night And Day You Torture Me.
I Sometimes Wonder If This Spell That I'm Under,
Can Only Be A Melody For I Know No One But Me,
Has Won Your Heart But When The Music Starts:

My Peace Departs,
From The Moment They Play That Lovely Strain
And We Surrender To All Its Charm Again.
This Jealousy That Tortures Me Is Ecstasy, Mystery, Pain.

We Dance To A Tango Of Love.
Your Heart Beats With Mine As We Sway.
Your Eyes Give The Answer I'm Dreaming Of:
That Soft Word Your Cruel Lips Will Never Say.

Well, I Fear That The Music Will End,
And Shatter The Spell It May Lend.
To Make Me Believe When Your Eyes Just Deceive,
It's Only A Tango You Love.

I Fear That The Music Will End,
And Shatter The Spell It May Lend.
To Make Me Believe When Your Eyes Just Deceive,
It's Only A Tango You Love.
It's Only A Tango That You Love.