Tekster: Chicago. Don't Get Around Much Anymore.

Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore

Thought I'd visit the club
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore

Oh, darling I guess
My mind's more at ease
But nevertheless
Why stir up memories

Been invited on dates
Might have gone but what for
It's awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore