It wasn’t my intention to eavesdrop,
But there a guy sat, 2 stools away,
& you could tell the bartender knew him
& that he had been there some other day.
& while I sipped my libation,
I overheard his conversation:
Remember
How I’d walk in,
What excitement there would be?
Never less than 20 people,
I had lots of friends, you see.
I gave the party, I was the host.
Everyone loved me,
I was the most.
Champagne & plenty of it,
Real imported caviar,
& the hat check girl got 50
Just for lighting my cigar.
I kept them laughing, jokes by the yard.
Everyone loved me,
I was a card.
But nothing lasts forever,
& the deepest well runs dry.
Just cause I’ve stopped rolling 7s
Doesn’t mean I have to cry.
I’ll take that nightcap,
One more won’t show.
& incidentally, maybe you know...
Where, oh, where, oh, where
Did everyone go?
Where, oh, where, oh, where
Did everyone go?
Jimmy Van Heusen
1960
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