I left my heart in san francisco,
High on a hill, it calls to me,
To be where little cable cars,
Climb halfway to the stars,
The morning fog may chill the air,
I dont care!
My heart waits there, in san francisco,
Above the blue and windy sea.
When I come home to you, san francisco,
Your golden sun will shine for me
By The Way
Gringo's Guitar
So It Goes...
Summertime
Dig You Later (A Hubba, Hubba, Hubba!)
Young Love
White Christmas
Ave María
Kewpie Doll
Close To You
Feelings
I’ve Got the World on a String
But Beautiful
You Are In Love
And Roses, And Roses
Christmas Eve
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
A Hubba-Hubba-Hubba (Dig You Later)
Maria
Jingle Bells