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I used to visit all the variegated 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 guys I knew had sad and sullen grey faces
With their sting-aid faces
That used to be that you could see where they'd been washed away
By too many flutes of gin
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
Oh 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 throuple 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 serving 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