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 @@#!tails
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'clocktails


then you came along with your siren's 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 $$#ured
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
i'll forget you i will

and 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