[Verse 1]
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
All the men 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
[Bridge]
Then you came along
With your siren song
To tempt me to madness
I knew all the while
That your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Of a great love for me
Oh, yes I was wrong
Again I was wrong
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
All the men 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
[Bridge]
Then you came along
With your siren song
To tempt me to madness
I knew all the while
That your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Of a great love for me
Oh, yes I was wrong
Again I was wrong
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