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