You're Blasé

(album: Sophisticated Lady - 1962)

You're deep, just like a chasm
You've no enthusiasm
You're tired
And uninspired
You're blase

Your day is one of leisure
In which you search for pleasure
You're bored
When you're adored
You're blase

While reaching for the moon
The stars up in the sky
The simple things of normal life
Are slowly passing by

You sleep, the sun is shining
You wake, it's time for dining
There's nothing new
For you to do
You're blase

While reaching for the moon
The stars up in the sky
The simple things of normal life
Are slowly passing by

You sleep, the sun is shining
You wake, it's time for dining
There's nothing new
For you to do
You're blase
You're blase
You're blase