Fats Waller / Andy Razaf



Gee, how I miss

Your tender kiss,

And the wonderful things we would do.



Now I run my hands

Through silvery strands--

You left me blue turning grey over you.



You used to be

So good to me--

That's when I was a novelty.



Now, you've new friends in view,

You've found someone new,

And left me blue turning grey over you.