(S. Van Zandt)
It's the same old story, baby
You go out and have a good time
Leaving me here to wonder
If I ever had what I thought was mine
But I got a little surprise for you, baby
The old boy is back in style
Yes, he is
No more sleepless nights
I'm all through walkin' the floor
I ain't gonna wait by the telephone
'Cause I ain't got the fever no more
Last time that I saw you, baby
I had nothing left to say
And I thought I'd lost my reason for living
When you took my sunshine away
But now you're a fading memory
Like one long, cloudy day, baby
No more sleepless nights
I'm all through walkin' the floor
I ain't gonna wait by the telephone
I ain't got the fever no more
My only regret, baby
Is that I waited so damn long
I thought that I'd been making you happy
But all I did was wrong, wrong, wrong
It's a brand new ball game, darling
And, honey, you just got shut out
No more sleepless nights
I'm all through walkin' the floor
I ain't gonna wait by the telephone
I ain't got the fever no more
Blue Midnight Music ASCAP
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