Incurably Romantic

I'm susceptible to stars in the skies
I'm incurably romantic
If they're told to me or covered with sighs
The wildest of lies seem true
Each time a lovebird sings
I have no defenses
My heart is off on wings
Along with my senses

I'm a setup for the moon when it's bright
I'm incurably romantic
And I shouldn't be allowed out at night
With anyone quite like you
But, oh, your arms are nice
And it would be awfully nice if you
Turned out to be
Starry-eyed like me
And incurably romantic, too

I'm a setup for the moon when it's bright
I'm incurably romantic
And I shouldn't be allowed out at night
With anyone quite like you
But, oh, your arms are nice
And it would be awfully nice if you
Turned out to be
Starry-eyed like me
And incurably romantic, too