| lyric | Try to think that love's not around,
Still it’s uncomfort’bly near
My old heart ain’t gainin’ no ground
because my angel eyes ain’t here.
Angel eyes that old devil sent
they glow unbearably bright.
Need I say that my love’s misspent,
misspent with angel eyes tonight.
So drink up, all you people,
Order anything you see,
Have fun, you happy people,
The drink and the laugh’s on me.
Pradon me, but I „gotta run“
The fact’s uncommenly clear,
Gotta find who’s now „number one“
and why my angel eyes ain’t here.
’Scuse me while I disappera. |