I missed the Saturday dance
I heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore

I thought I'd visit the club
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore

Whoa, darling, I guess my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless, why stir up old memories?
Been invited on dates
Might have gone, but what for?
Awfully different without you
And I don't get around much anymore
Let's go

Oh, I missed that Saturday dance
But I heard they flooded the floor
Mm, I couldn't dig it without you
No, mama, I don't get around much anymore

Thought I'd visit the club
But I only got as far as the door
Look, they don't ask me about you
And I don't get around much anymore

No, darling, I guess, I guess my mind's more at ease
For now forever and nevertheless, babe, why stir up memories?
I've been invited on dates
I might have gone, but what for?
Ain't no good without you, baby
And I don't get around much anymore
No, I
Baby, I
No, I, I don't get around much anymore

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Writer(s): Bob Russell, Duke Ellington