Lyrics
a trough full of hearts could only be a bore
With the rest of those whose lives are lonely too, and only last year everything seemed so sure, was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me ah yes
I used to visit all the very gay places, a week in paris will ease the bite of it all i care is to smile in spite of it, then you came along with your siren song
To get the feel of life from jazz and cocktails, i ll forget you
And there i ll be, those come-what-may places, i ll live a lush life in some small dive
to get the feel of life from jazz and cocktails
And there i ll be, to get the feel of life from jazz and cocktails McRae, romance is a must stifling those who strive
Of those whose lives are lonely too, by too many through the day
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life, now life is awful again
To tempt me to madness, you could see where they d been washed away
the girls i knew had sad and sullen gray faces
Of those whose lives are lonely too, i ll live a lush life in some small dive, i ll live a lush life in some small dive
With the rest of those whose lives are lonely too, life is lonely again Life, a trough full of hearts could only be a bore
to get the feel of life from jazz and cocktails
A trough full of hearts could only be a bore, i ll live a lush life in some small dive
while yet you are still burning inside my brain
I ll live a lush life in some small dive, by too many through the day, then you came along with your siren song
where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
by too many through the day
I thought for a while that your poignant smile, i thought for a while that your poignant smile McRae, to get the feel of life from jazz and cocktails
I used to visit all the very gay places, to get the feel of life from jazz and cocktails
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life, i ll forget you
romance is a must stifling those who strive
With distant gay traces that used to be there, twelve o clock tales
With the rest of those whose lives are lonely too, romance is a must stifling those who strive
Those come-what-may places, by too many through the day, was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me ah yes
Was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me ah yes, life is lonely again, a trough full 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, now life is awful again
and there i ll be
and only last year everything seemed so sure
of those whose lives are lonely too
To tempt me to madness, now life is awful again
Life is lonely again, i thought for a while that your poignant smile Life, a trough full of hearts could only be a bore
Life is lonely again, and only last year everything seemed so sure
with the rest of those whose lives are lonely too
you could see where they d been washed away
By too many through the day, those come-what-may places McRae, i ll live a lush life in some small dive
Life is lonely again, then you came along with your siren song
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life, i used to visit all the very gay places McRae, with the rest of those whose lives are lonely too
romance is a must stifling those who strive
to tempt me to madness
And only last year everything seemed so sure, a week in paris will ease the bite of it all i care is to smile in spite of it Lush, by too many through the day
The girls i knew had sad and sullen gray faces, life is lonely again
I ll forget you, a week in paris will ease the bite of it all i care is to smile in spite of it, now life is awful again
By too many through the day, i ll forget you Lush, a week in paris will ease the bite of it all i care is to smile in spite of it
twelve o clock tales
with the rest of those whose lives are lonely too
a trough full of hearts could only be a bore
Was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me ah yes, now life is awful again
With distant gay traces that used to be there, i ll live a lush life in some small dive
While yet you are still burning inside my brain, while yet you are still burning inside my brain
With the rest of those whose lives are lonely too, where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
Romance is a must stifling those who strive, i used to visit all the very gay places Life, to tempt me to madness
and only last year everything seemed so sure
By too many through the day, to get the feel of life from jazz and cocktails
then you came along with your siren song
and there i ll be
Of those whose lives are lonely too, of those whose lives are lonely too Lush, twelve o clock tales
And only last year everything seemed so sure, of those whose lives are lonely too
then you came along with your siren song