Writer(s): Cahn/van Heusen          You see a pair of laughing eyes   And suddenly your sighing sighs   You're thinking nothing's wrong   You string along, boy, then snap!      Those eyes, those sighs, they're part of the tender trap      You're hand in hand beneath the trees   And soon there's music in the breeze   You're acting kind of smart, until your heart just goes wap!      Those trees, that breeze, they're part of the tender trap      Some starry night, when her kisses make you tingle   She'll hold you tight, and you'll hate yourself for being single      And all at once it seems so nice   The folks are throwing shoes and rice   You hurry to a spot, that's just a dot on the map      You're hooked, you're cooked, you're caught in the tender trap      Some starry night, when her kisses make you tingle   She'll hold you tight, and you'll hate yourself for being single      And all at once it seems so nice   The folks are throwing shoes and rice   You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map      And then you wonder how it all came about   It's too late now there's no gettin' out    You fell in love, and love is the tender trap