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 on my 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.

It never entered my mind.Once you told me I was mistaken,

That I'd awaken with the sun

And order orange juice for one.

It never entered my mind.You have what I lack myself

And now I even have to scratch my back myself.

Songwriters

LORENZ HART, RICHARD RODGERSPublished by

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