Dean Martin

If our lips should meet Innamorata.
Kiss me, kiss me sweet Innamorata.
Hold me close and say you're mine
With a kiss as warm as wine..

......I'm in heaven's door Innamorata,
Want you more and more Innamorata.
You're a symphony the very beautiful sonata my Innamorata.
Say you're my sweatheart my love.