Frank Sinatra, Count Basie
앨범 : Sinatra-Basie: An Historic Musical First

You see a pair of laughing eyes
And 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 wonder
how it all came about
It's too late now
You fell in love,
and love is the tender trap