I used to visit all the very gay places
Those come-what may places
Where one relaxes on theaxis
Ofthe wheel oflife to get the feel of life
Fromjazz and cocktails

The girls I knew had sad
And sullen gray faces with distingué traces
That used to be there you could see where
They'd been washed away
By too many through the day
Twelve o'clock tales then you came along
With your siren song to tempt me to madness
I thought for awhile
That your poignant smilе

Was tinged with the sadness
Of a grеat love for me ah, yes, I was wrong
Again, I was wrong

Life is lonely again
And only last year everything seemed so sure
Now life is awful again
A troughful of hearts could only be a bore

A week in Paris will ease the bite of it
All I care is to smile in spite of it
I'll forget you I will
While yet you are still
Burning inside my brain

Romance is mush stifling those who strive
I'll live a lush life in some small dive
And there I'll be while I rot with the rest
Of those whose lives are lonely, too

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