Dry martini.. on the wetbar... I sip an' wonder.. where you are... Are you.. alone.. tonight.. Or is someone.. adoring you...
Another cocktail's.. comin' my way I wish tomorrow, would come.. some other day... But tonight... just to get through... Ta start me, thinkin' 'bout forgettin' you...
Hey buddy, give me a chaser for the blues......
Sweet cigarillos, and cheap perfume... Fill up this otherwise, half-empty room In a gin and vermouth haze.. I find myself slippin' away..
Haunted by the memories.... The tenderness, of your kiss Is the one thing that I, I really miss And the last thing... that I wanna do... Is to be here, thinkin' 'bout forgettin' you
Hey buddy, give me a chaser for the blues......
Mama said it was my daddy's crutch But sometimes a bourbon, can be virtuous... And this ain't the first time, I know he'd understand It won't be the last time, I wash away a man....
I sit alone here, with my new friend Ah he don't talk much, but 'e listens on and... And people carry... on, lovers dance to my sad song And I am just invisible....
Dry martini.. on the wetbar.. I sit here knowin', that wherever you are... Your heart... is shiny an' new... While my heart.. is still, the eternal ingénue....
Hey buddy.., give me a chaser for.. the blues......
A chaser for the blues...... ha-hi-ha-ho.. So I can leave this smoky room... Forgettin' to think... About You.........