conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called It’s Fate, Baby, It’s Fate with the following description: Baseball fan Shirley Delwyn (Betty Garrett) starts aggressively pursuing professional baseball player Dennis Ryan (Frank Sinatra), waiting for him outside the locker room after a game and then chasing him onto the field while singing this song. The dance number, impressively, includes her picking him up over her shoulders and twirling him around.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: (Verse 1)
  [SHIRLEY]
  It's time you made your mind up not to stall with me
  Start playin' ball with me
  Your future isn't changeable, it's shapeable
  It's inescapable
  If you should run to China or Turkey or Sweden or Herzegovina or Mars
  It wouldn't matter where you'd be
  A force would pull you back to me
  It's written in the stars
  (Chorus 1)
  It's fate, baby, it's fate
  And it's knocking at our door
  It's fate, baby, and that's the reason
  You're mine and I am yours
  Don't wait, baby, don't wait
  It'll happen anyhow
  Don't wait, baby, don't do next season
  What you can do right now
  There's a plan
  For every woman and every man
  Each was made for the other
  Don't treat me like a brother Too late, baby, too late
  So accept your destiny
  It's fate, baby, that you were meant to fall
  In love with me
  (dance break)
  (Verse 2)
  I've gone and studied up on my astrology
  I'm really knowledge-y
  [DENNIS]
  It doesn't matter if you are Aquarius
  Or Sagittarius
  Or Gemini or Scorpio or Taurus the bull, Capricorn or Pisces the fish
  [SHIRLEY]
  Winter, summer, spring, or fall
  As long as you were born at all
  Mister, you're my dish
  (Chorus 2)
  It's fate, baby, it's fate
  [DENNIS]
  Can't I even put up a fuss? [SHIRLEY]
  It's fate, baby, the stars have written
  That you and me is us
  It's right, baby, so right
  I can see it in the stars
  Don't fight, baby, take off that mitten
  'Cause you and me is par
  Listen, mac
  It's all arranged in the zodiac
  You comin' and goin'
  Ain't what your future's showin'
  Too late, baby, too late
  This feeling in me stirs
  It's fate, baby, so let's start buying towels
  Marked "His" and "Hers."