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THE PASSING SHOWOld Torch Song'•Request songs? Of course we play Them, the genial M. C gushes . . . “Name your song, gal; old, sweet.Or hot , .Yowsah, we'll give it everything We’ve got’’’Then, the band into your Old Torch Song nonchalantly rushes . .The others m the room seem to Fade awav as the hot, throbbing Strains float over to your table When you hear the sax sobbing Just like m an Aldm fable,Hes there beside you How long It seems * He pops out of the Thin-stemmed martini in vour hand Now hes perched on vour cigaret.’Funny, but his smile seems just as Puckish, his eyes are just as blue Wonder if he still remembers vour Song, or it be has another more new'' And you thought you could forget'WKiie on plays the blase little band someone is singing the wertis just Like he did . , . All your fears are Foolish fancies ba-by . ’ vou wantTo laugh hvstencallv . What a lie1“Smile my honev, dear while I brush A wav each tear * Tear You cr’ They re staring at you now . why • Funny, vou apologize, but tnat Darn smoke seems to be getting in My eves . Makes them water ’ You sish “Or else I shall be melancholy tooWith a smile the leader lifts his hand To start on another song, gay nev ' What s the name of that’’’ you ask “I’m sick of those old numbers They always make me feel so darn blue'AGNES TIGHE
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Southeast Economist
Chicago, Illinois, US
Thu, Nov 19, 1936
Page 4
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