Tony Bennet
 Writer(s): Comden/Green/Styne

 Verse:

 It's not that you're fairer
 Than a lot of girls just as pleasin'
 That I doff my hat
 As a worshipper at your shrine
 It's not that you're rarer
 Than asparagus out of season
 No, my darling, this is the reason
 Why you've got to be mine

 Chorus:

 You'd be so nice to come to
 You'd be so nice by the fire
 While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
 You'd be all that I could desire

 Under stars chilled by the winter
 Under an August moon burning above
 You'd be so nice
 You'd be paradise, to come home to and love