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No Talking, Just Head,
G. Friday/The Heads
Another Saturday night
And she knows where she's goin'
To that small corner bar
On the far side of town
Folks call her Ol' Faithful
'Cause she's always hangin' aroun'
Dressed up shimmy-shammy
In her sequins and pearls
Hey, there, Moon
Blue, blue moon
I'm all alone
Blue, blue moon
Without a love of my own
A 'Stoli' on ice
Makes everything just right
She laughs and chit-chats
With whoever's around
'I've been there - done that -
Have you heard the one about -?'
No one ever listens
And they don't hear the sound
Hey, there, Moon
Blue, blue moon
I'm all alone
Blue, blue moon
Without a love of my own
Just looking for a friend
Someone to dance with me
A little romance
Cheek to cheek!
Someone to hold
And dance the night away
'Tick-tock'
Goes the barroom clock
It's quarter past two
And the night's wearing thin
She salutes the happy couples
Bids them all fond 'Adieu!'
'Barman, make mine a double!
Cinderella, here, has lost her shoe!'
Hey, there, Moon
Blue, blue moon
I'm all alone
Blue, blue moon
Without a love of my own
'So, I'll make believe
Someone danced with me!'
She used to sing, she used to cry
But, now
She doesn't even try
Because she knows the stars
- Those bright & shiny stars! -
Have all fallen, fallen from the sky
The moon is blue
The moon is blue
The moon is blue
The moon is blue
The moon is blue
