So I walked a little too fast, and I drive a little too fast And I´m reckless it´s true, but what else can you do At the end of a love affair?
So I talk a little too much, and I laugh a little too much And my voice is too loud when I´m out in a crowd So that people are apt to stare Do they know, do they care That it´s only that I´m lonely, and low as can be And the smile on my face isn´t really a smile at all So I smoke a little too much, and I drink a little too much And the tunes I request are not always the best But the ones where the trumpets blare So I go at a maddening pace And I pretend that it´s taking her place But what else can you do at the end of a love affair?
So I smoke a little too much, and I drink a little too much
And the tunes I request are not always the best But the ones where the trumpets blare So I go at a maddening pace And I pretend that it´s taking her place But what else can you do at the end of a love affair?