Hey There

(álbum: The Pajama Game - 1957)

Lately when I'm in my room all by myself
In the solitary gloom I call to myself

Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes
Love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise
Hey there, you on that high-flying cloud
Though he won't throw a crumb to you, you think some day he'll come to you

Better forget him, him with his nose in the air
He has you dancing on a string, break it and he won't care

Won't you take this advice I hand you like a mother
Or are you not seeing things too clear
Are you too much in love to hear
Is it all going in one ear and out the other

Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes (Are you talking to me?)
Love never made a fool of you (Not until now)
You used to be too wise (Yes, I was once)

Will you take this advice I hand you like a mother
Or am I not seeing things too clear
Are you just too far gone to hear
Is it all going in one ear and out the other