Rhapsody - The Four Seasons

(Chorus)
Rhapsody, Rhapsody,
you get right down to the soul of me
Rhapsody

Do a lot of living,
Drink a little wine,
Into rock and roll
Nearly all the time

Pretty music,
thought it's long gone,
And I thought I'd never
Feel the rush in the strings anymore

(Chorus)
Rhapsody, Rhapsody,
you get right down to the soul of me
Rhapsody

Pretty, pretty music
Out of yesterday
It just laid me back
Carried me away

Pretty music,
thought it's long gone
And I thought I'd never
Feel the rush in the strings anymore

Rhapsody, Rhapsody,
you get right down to the soul
To the soul
To the soul
To the soul

Rhapsody, Rhapsody,
you get way way down to the soul of me
Rhapsody