I used to visit 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 Theyd been washed away By too many through the day Twelve oclocktails Then you came along with your sirens song To tempt me to madness I thought for a while that your pointed 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 assured Now life is awful again And the thoughtful of heart 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 Ill forget you I will And yet you are still Burning inside my brain Romance is mush Stifling those who strive Ill live a lush Life in some small dive And there Ill be While I rot with the rest Of those whose lives are lonely too
Posted on: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 23:38:34 +0000
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