How About You - Shirley Bassey

I like New York in June, how about you?

I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?

I love a fireside when a storm is due,

I like potato chips, moonlight

And motor trips, how about you?

I’m mad about good books, can’t get my fill

And Franklin Roosevelt’s looks give me a thrill,

Holding hands in a movie show

When all the lights are low may not be new

But I like it, how about you.