Dean Martin Songtext
von Tess Henley

There is magic in your smile.
You′re electric on the dial.
You could serenade
Coney Island promenade
to hush.
They are all too serious,
but you, you're humorous
a delivery
that could make a girl like me
blush.
We′re singing memories
are made of this,
you can bring your friends,
tell Sammy Davis,
Bing and Sinatra,
baby I got ya,
Let it spin and dance in the kitchen with me
Dance in the kitchen with me,
Dance in the kitchen with me,
Be my Dean Martin.


Dance in the kitchen with me,
Dance in the kitchen with me,
You're so Dean Martin.
I am drawn to debonair,
And with you I can't compare.
How are you so coy?
I wish every boy had your charm.
Freeze me like a popsicle and watch me melt,
Dancing from the start was that your heart I felt,
You make every girl wanna be me.
We′re singing memories
are made of this,
You can bring your friends,
tell Sammy Davis,
Bing and Sinatra,
baby I got ya,
Let it spin and dance in the kitchen with me
Dance in the kitchen with me,
Dance in the kitchen with me,
Be my Dean Martin.
Dance in the kitchen with me,
Dance in the kitchen with me,
You′re so Dean Martin.
Buona sera signorina,
Buona sera signorina.
Como bella cella luna.
Dance in the kitchen,
Dance in the kitchen with me Dino,
Share my favorite vino.
Be my Dean Martin,
Would you, would you dance,
Put your hands on me
Dance with me