Lyrics

[Narration: John Ireland] As I write to you and think back through the years, I hear music Our life together seems almost like a concert, with music accenting each scene Music greeted us all along our way And sometimes, we'd stop and listen to it awhile When we felt like hearing music that smiled back at us, we went to Nick's And if the music changed, we changed with it And held hands a little tighter as the blues went by [Charlie LaVere, John Ireland, & Judy Garland] You filled my life with meanness, now you can fill my glass with dollar gin I think he's cute, don't you? Mmm You filled my life with meanness, now you can fill my glass with dollar gin I think you're cute, too. Mmm I don't know where I'm goin', but it won't be any place that I ain't been I think he's cute, and I think you're cute, and I think I'm cute I think we're all just adorable When love flies out the window, hate comes crawlin' through the door He can say that again. He can and he will When love flies out the window, hate comes crawlin' through the door Nice cheerful lyric, isn't it? Yeah, like a sick baby I can't say I hate you, but I know I don't love you anymore Well, I do. I love you, I love you, I love you Shhh! People will hear you. I hope they do You knew a lot of people, but you never knew right from wrong Sounds like some of your namedropping friends Yes, you knew a lot of people, but you never knew right from wrong They're not so bad. Well, they're namedroppers, aren't they? I used to love your performance, but baby, you stayed on too long Yes, yes, don't we all I bought you lipstick for your mouth Mascara for your eyes And a lot of fancy dresses That you wore for other guys I want to see you close the door behind you By the time I count to ten 'Cause I never want to see your ugly face again I'm tired, so tired of your lowdown, nasty ways I believe this boy's had it, don't you? I believe he has When a month has passed, baby, I will have been gone thirty days When a month has passed, baby, I will have been gone thirty days