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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Natalie Cole
Natalie Cole
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billy Strayhorn
Billy Strayhorn
Composer
Johnny Mandel
Johnny Mandel
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Foster
David Foster
Producer
Al Schmitt
Al Schmitt
Mixing Engineer
Anas Allaf
Anas Allaf
Assistant Engineer
Armin Steiner
Armin Steiner
Recording Engineer
Chris Rich
Chris Rich
Assistant Engineer
David Reitzas
David Reitzas
Additional Engineer
Dennis Rogers
Dennis Rogers
Assistant Recording Engineer
Doug Sax
Doug Sax
Mastering Engineer
Jerry Jordan
Jerry Jordan
Assistant Engineer
Joey Wolpert
Joey Wolpert
Additional Engineer
John Bruno
John Bruno
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Becka
Kevin Becka
Assistant Engineer
Marnie Riley
Marnie Riley
Assistant Engineer
Natalie Cole
Natalie Cole
Executive Producer
Peter Darmi
Peter Darmi
Additional Engineer
Rail Jon Rogut
Rail Jon Rogut
Assistant Engineer
Randy Long
Randy Long
Assistant Engineer
Ray Blair
Ray Blair
Assistant Engineer
Rick Winquest
Rick Winquest
Assistant Engineer
Terry Brown
Terry Brown
Assistant Engineer
Tim Lauber
Tim Lauber
Assistant Engineer
Tommy LiPuma
Tommy LiPuma
Executive Producer
Woody Woodruff
Woody Woodruff
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I used to visit all the gay places Those come what may places Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails The girls I knew had sad and sullen grey faces With distance gay traces That used to be there, you could see Where they'd been washed away By too many through the day Twelve O'clock tales Then you came along with your siren song To tempt me to madness I thought for a while that your poignant smile Was tinged with the sadness of great love for me Ah, yes I was wrong, again I was wrong Life is lonely again, and only last year Everything seemed so sure now life is awful again A troughful of hearts could only be a bore A week in Paris will ease the bite of it All I care is to smile in spite of it I'll forget you while yet you are still burning Inside my brain Romance is much stifling those who strive I'll live a lush life in some small dive And there I will be while I rot with the rest Of those whose lives are lonely too
Writer(s): Billy Strayhorn, Thomas Abraham Misch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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