Fats waller / andy razaf

Gee, how I miss
Your tender kiss,
And the wonderful things we would do

Now I run my hands
Through silvery strands--
You left me blue turning grey over you

You used to be
So good to me--
That?s when I was a novelty

Now, you?ve new friends in view,
You?ve found someone new,
And left me blue turning grey over you