Mr. Lonely

We got debutantes and socialites and mamas from the PTA. We got bachelorettes dressed up in white and Little black dress divorcees. Long live the blues, they're keeping me in Business. Some wanna dance, some wanna party. Whatever they need, they call me. Mr. Lonely, Mr. Good Time. Mr. One You're Gonna Want on a Saturday night. When you're lonely, lying in the dark. I'm the number that you know by heart. Broken heart. No, I ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right Now. The one all the girls are talking About. The one and only Mr. Lonely. Yeah, some are in from out of town just Looking for some fun. Pour 'em a couple of bottles or more, Yeah, I can be the one. Long live the blues. I'm booked up through November. You can find me in the book or on A bathroom wall. When they all want a rendezvous, They call. Mr. Lonely, Mr. Good Time. Mr. One You're Gonna Want on a Saturday night. When you're lonely, lying in the dark. I'm the number that you know by heart. Broken heart. No, I ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right Now. The one all the girls are talking about. The one and only Mr. Lonely. Oh, play that steel, Paul. So if you got a girl, you better treat Her right. You better never tell a lie, You better never start a fight. 'Cause when she hangs up on you, guess who's On the other line? It's never hard to find. Mr. Lonely, Mr. Good Time. Mr. One You're Gonna Want on a Saturday night. When you're lonely, lying in the dark. I'm the number that you know by heart. Broken heart. No, I ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right Now. The one all the girls are talking about. The one and only Mr. Lonely. The one and only Mr. Lonely. Long live the blues.