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 distingue 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 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 trough full of hearts could only be a bore A week in Paris could 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 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编辑于2008/11/11更新