Get Dinner At Eight lyrics by Al Bowlly free! Amazing collection of all Al Bowlly song lyrics in one place. Click the printer icon next to the song title to print the words.
Don't forget, dinner at eight
Two gardenias at your plate
Under the table, our hands will meet
We should be able to be discreet
Lights are dim, moonlight above
That's how people fall in love
Just tell your mother you might be late
Don't forget, dinner at eight