I used to go to all the very gay places
Those come what may places
Where one relaxes on the axis
Of the wheel of life
To get the feel of life
From jazz 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 a while that your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Of a great 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 might ease the bite of it
All I want is to smile in spite of it
I'll forget you I will
While yet you are still
Burning inside my brain
Ooh, romance is mush
Stifling those who strive
I'll live a lush life
In some small dive
And there I'll stay
While I rot with the rest
Of those whose lives are lonely too