Marilyn:
Put down the playbook,
'Cause the things
I wanna show you
Can't be written down...
Let my lips do the teaching.

Joe DiMaggio:
Turn off the camera,
Kick your shoes off—
For this scene
You should be sitting down.
Yeah, sitting close enough for reaching.

Marilyn:
Turn down the lamp,
For the last page
Has been turned.

Joe:
When the dawn's breaking through.

Marilyn:
We can stop and review—

Both:
All the lessons you'll have learned,
'Cause history is made at night,
So close the books,
Turn off the light and listen...
Let my heart be the teacher.

No one here to disapprove,
As we review the lessons
You've been missing...
Let the moon be our only light,
'Cause history is made at night.

Joe:
I see the questions
Burning in your eyes,
Or is it just reflections,
Mmm, of the stars high above you?

Marilyn:
Oh... I'm just your student
And I hope you won't be shy—
Please, make corrections...
Yeah, on the sweetest way to love you.

Joe:
Come whisper close—
Tell me just when to say when.

Marilyn:
Then we'll sleep through the day—

Joe:
Then whenever you say—

Both:
That's when school begins again,
'Cause history is made at night
So close the books,
Turn off the light and listen...
Let my heart be the teacher.

No one here to disapprove,
As we review the lessons
You've been missing...
Let the moon be our only light,
'Cause history is made at night.

Marilyn: [Spoken]
C'mere...

[Sung]
Oh, oh, yes...
Someday they'll write lots of books
About our fame and glory.

Joe:
But if all their reports
Are just movies and sports—

Both:
They'll be missing the whole story!
'Cause history is made at night
So close the books,
Turn off the light and listen...
Let my heart be the teacher.

No one here to disapprove,
As we review the lessons
You've been missing...
Let the moon be our only light,
'Cause history is made at night.

Yes, our history was made at night