The bats are in the belfry. the dew is on the moor. where are the arms that held me. and pledged her love before. and pledged her love before. And it's such a sad old feeling.
Well the eggs chase the bacon. round the fryin' pan. and the whinin' dog pidgeons. by the steeple bell rope. and the dogs tipped the garbage pails. over last night.
Stop me if you've heard this one. I feel as though we've met before. Perhaps I'm mistaken. But it's just that I remind you. Of someone you used to care about.
Bartender, I'd like a Manhattan please. . Stop me if you've heard this one. But I feel as though we've met before. Perhaps I am mistaken. But it's just that I remind you of.