No Man Left for Me

Alone again and blue

He's left me alone again - what's new

All I do is sit and stare

At a snapshot and an empty chair

What goods a man who's never there

He's a trav'ling man, he's a flying man

After dinner speaker, speechifying man

He's a one-man show on the radio

He's a columnist, friend of the presidents

Movie star for the nation's residents

Zigfeild's staring man, walking talking man

Mr busy bee

There's no man left for me

Sometimes I tell myself the worm's turning

I'll pack a bag and leave him flat

But every time I start

This feeling floods my heart

He needs me to feed the cat

But when I'm by myself I'm so lonesome

A party makes it twice as grim

The people laugh and play

My mind is miles away

It's off on the road with him

Hotel staying man, suitcase packing man

When I look around me, he's the lacking man

He's most anywhere, land or sea or air

As an absentee, he's a winner man

Out for lunch and won't be home for dinner man

Loop the looping man, fly the cooping man

Its so plain to see

He won't miss me

He don't need me

Gonna get away from Mr busy bee

I can't make love to a shadow

And there's no man left for me