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 men I knew had sad and sullen gray faces With distant gay traces That used to be that 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 poignant smile Was tinged with a sadness Of a great love for me Oh, I was wrong Again I was wrong Life is lonely again And only last year Everything seemed so sure Now life is awful again The thoughtful of heart Could only be a bore A week in Paris could ease the bite of it But 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