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 girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces With distingue traces That used to be there You could see where they'd been washed away By too many through the day Twelve o' clock tales
Then you came along with your siren song To tempt me to madness I thought for awhile that your poignant smile Was tinged with the sadness Of a great love for me Ah, yes, I was wrong Again I was wrong
Life is lonely again and only last year Everything seemed so sure Now life is awful Again a troughful of hearts Could only be a bore
A week in Paris would ease the bite of it All I care is to smile in spite of it I'll forget you I will While 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
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
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudeles Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes Silver white winters that melt into springs These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites When the bee stings When I'm feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things And then I don't feel so bad
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes Silver white winters that melt into springs These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites When the bee stings When I'm feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things I simply remember my favorite things And then I don't feel so bad