Tony Bennett — Where Do You Go From Love

A man all alone holds all the aces Doesn't he? Doesn't he? All the pretty people, all the trendy places Who needs to come home to those same old embraces A man all alone holds all the aces Doesn't he? Doesn't he? There's that Pulitzer Prize I'm been meaning to read Maybe work up my tennis, get that old college speed Sure, can't you tell that's just what I need Where do you go from lovе? Cheer the Jets and the Mеts like a good little fan Be the champ of the Hamptons in Vodka and Tan A laugh a minute according to plan Where do you go from love? And there's Regine's and I'm a pretty mean dancer They say backgammon's a game for me Good old freedom, ah yes, that's the answer I'll drink to that, in fact so would she There's the Bolshoi, there's Sondheim— The latest premiere Every seasons's a festival city of cheer It's just my ingratitude showing, I fear Where do you go from love? They got closer, I hear, to Venus every year But where do you go— Where fo you go from love?