We got debutantes and socialites
And mamas from the PTA
We got bachelorettes dressed up in whiteAnd little black dress divorcees
Long live the blues
They′re keeping me in business
Some women dance, and some women 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 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 outta town
Just looking for some fun
For a couple of dollars or more
Yeah, I can be that one
Long live the blues
I′m backed up to November
You can find me in the book
Or on a bathroom wall
When they want a rendevouz 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 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 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
