Ella Fitzgerald — Youre Blase

You're deep just like a chasm You've no, enthusiasm You're tired and uninsipired 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 And 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 Instrumental interlude While reaching for the moon And 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 Blase