Ebmaj7
   What, me worry? I
Gm7
   never do
Ab
   I'm always amused
Bb7
   and amusing you.

Ebmaj7
   Sans le fear of
Gm7
   impending doom
Ab
   life is like banquet food
Bb7
   pleasures to paruse.

Db
   Do I amuse you dear?
Dbm
   Would you think me queer if while
Cm7
   standing be-
B
   -side you, I
Bbm
   opted in-
A              Ab       G
 -stead to disappear,
       Gb     F
   disappear...


Ebmaj7
   In no hurry
Gm7
   I'll sing my tune,
Ab
   all my skies the hue
Bb7
   of a ruddy bruise.

Ebmaj7
   In my finest
Gm7
   threads couture,
         Ab
   I'll call up my favorite muse for a
Bb7
   drink half full or two.

Db
   Have I absued you, dear?
Dbm
   You have had it to here, you say
Cm7
   "love is just a
B
   bloodmatch to
Bbm           A
   see who endures lash
       Ab     G
   after lash
           Gb      F
   with panache..."


Ebmaj7
   In the spring, I dust
F7
   off my lute
Bb7
   stuff my
F7
   suitcase
Abm7
   full of blues, and I
Ab
   stir the dust und-
B
   -erneath the thrust of
Cm7
   my click-
Db
   -ing heels, c'est la
Ab
   vie
B Db Ebmaj7


Ebmaj7
   What, me worry? I
Gm7
   never do.
Ab
   Life is one charming ruse
Bb7
   for us lucky few.
Db
   Have I fooled you dear?
Dbm
   The time it's coming near when I'll
Cm7
   give you my
B
   hand and I'll
Bbm
   say "it's been
A
   grand, but I’m
Ab               G
   out of here."
          Gb        F
   I'm out of here...