"Dolores" lyrics - FRANK SINATRA

How I love the kisses of Dolores
(Know I love her, aye-aye-aye) Dolores
Not Marie or Emily or Doris
(Noe of them but) only my Dolores

From a balcony above me
She whispers, "Love me," and throws a rose
Ah, but she is twice as lovely
As the rose she throws

I would die to be with my Dolores
(To be near her, aye-aye-aye) Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
(Serenade her chorus after chorus)

Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine

I would die to be with my Dolores
(To be near her, aye-aye-aye) Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
(Serenade her chorus after chorus)

Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine