I don't care if there's powder on my nose I don't care if my hair do is in place I've lost the very meaning of repose I never put a mud pack on my face Oh, who'd have thought that I'd walk in a daze Now I never go to shows at night but just to matinees Now I see the show and home I goOnce I laughed when I heard you saying That I'd be playing solitaire Uneasy in my easy chair It never entered my mind Once you told me I was mistaken That I'd awaken with the sun And order orange juice for one It never entered my mind You have what I laughed myself And now I even have To scratch my back myself Once you warned me that if you scorned me I'd sing the maiden's prayer again And wish that you were there again To get into my hair again, it never entered my mind
I don't care if there's powder on my nose I don't care if my hair do is in place I've lost the very meaning of repose I never put a mud pack on my face Oh, who'd have thought that I'd walk in a daze Now I never go to shows at night but just to matinees Now I see the show and home I goOnce I laughed when I heard you saying That I'd be playing solitaire Uneasy in my easy chair It never entered my mind Once you told me I was mistaken That I'd awaken with the sun And order orange juice for one It never entered my mind You have what I laughed myself And now I even have To scratch my back myself Once you warned me that if you scorned me I'd sing the maiden's prayer again And wish that you were there again To get into my hair again, it never entered my mind
