It Never Entered My Mind

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

I don't care if my hair-do is in place

I've lost the very meaning of repose

I never put a mud pack on my face

Oh who'd have thought that I'd walk in a daze

Now I never go to shows at night

But just to matinées 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

Once you warned me that if you scorned me

I'd sing the maiden's prayer again

And wish that you were there again

To get into my hair again

It never entered my mind

You have what I lack myself

And now I even have to scratch my back myself

Once you warned me that if you scorned me

I'd sing the maiden's prayer again

And wish that you were there again

To get into my hair again

It never entered my mind