|Performed By:||Harry James (1939), Beatrice Byrnes (1939)|
When I walk and I'm called, and I don't turn like that, Should I be introduced, and I sound very flat, It isn't a grudge I bear - blame it on my last affair. If I passed up my plate, though the dish is delish, If I'm handed the bone and I don't care to wish, It isn't the bill of fare - blame it on my last affair. (Bridge:) It hurt me so, and oh, I don't know If I'll ever live it through; There's no excuse for this abuse Coming from one like you. If my eyes fill with tears at the least love words said, If I'm walking the park when I should be in bed, It's not that I need the air - blame it on my last affair.
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