Amnesia - Bert Lee

Time can go so slowly in a barroom late at night,

Where the people move like ghosts through the smoky candlelight.

The band is playing something that's got distance, man, they're cool,

in the shadows of the back room, some old boys are playing pool.

And this blue light music's got me sinking into deep amnesia.

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.

[Break]
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

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