I get the funniest feeling,
it must be deja vu...
I'll tell you something, brother, just one time through will do.
It all comes back so clearly, when I only stop to think.
And on that note I think I'll go and get myself another drink.
And this blue light music's got me sinking into deep amnesia.
There's a joke I'd like to tell you, but I'm not so good with jokes;
It seems there's always someone I'm offending.
My timing's off, and I cough, I smoke a bit,
And they say I always telegraph the ending.
So I guess I'll call it quits
now, it doesn't make much sense.
I hang around to see you, but you keep me in suspense.
The chairs are on the table, and the band is getting paid,
And I'm still trying to hang on to those memories they played,
But this blue light music's got me sinking into deep amnesia
© 1984 by Bert Lee