Thursday At The Blue Note

Well I don't think that I know you
I've never seen you here
Before all though I could be wrong

And though this music doesn't move me
Thrill or even soothe me
I think I might dance to just this one song

Is that your brother dancing with you
He's giving me some funny looks
I though you said you were on your own

Look, I know I'm no oil painting
But my face doesn't need re-arranging
And I�m quite attached to all my bones

This isn't the way things were meant to be
Now he's waiting outside with his mates for me
Thursday at the blue note