Old Mister absent minded that's, me
Just as forgetful as I can be
I've got the strangest sort of a mind
I'm always leaving something behind

I left my heart at the stage door canteen
I left it there with a girl named Eileen
I kept her serving doughnuts 'til all she had were gone
I sat there dunking doughnuts 'til she caught on

I must go back to the Army routine
And every doughboy knows what that will mean
A soldier boy with out a heart
Has two strikes on him from the start
And my heart's at the stage door canteen

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Writer(s): Irving Berlin