It Never Entered My Mind

I don't care if there's powder on my nose.

I don't care if my hairdo is in place.

I've lost the very meaning of repose.

I never put a mudpack onmy face.

Oh, who'd have thought

That I'd walk in the daze now?

I never go to shows at night,

But just to matinees now.

I see the show And home

I go. Once I laughed when

I heard you saying That

I'd be playing solitaire,

Uneasy in my easy chair.