It Never Entered My Mind

It Never Entered My Mind
music by Richard Rodgers (left)
lyric by Lorenz Hart (right)

I don't care if there's powder on my nose.
I don't care if my hairdo is in place.
I've lost the very meaning of repose.
I never put a mud pack on my face.
Oh, who'd have thought that I walk in a daze now?
I never go to shows at night, but just to matinees now.
I see the show and home I go...

Once I laughed when I heard you saying that I'd be playing solotaire,
Uneasy in my easy chair.
It never entered my mind.

Once you told me I was mistaken, that I'd awaken with the sun
And order orange juice for one.
It never entered my mind...

You have what I lack myself, and now I even have to scratch my back myself...

Once you warned me that if you scorned me
I'd sing the maiden's (lonely) prayer again and wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again...
It never entered my mind.

Once you said in your funny lingo I'd sit at bingo day and night
And never get the numbers right.
It never entered my mind.

Once you told me I'd stay up Sunday to read the Monday-morning dirt
And find your merging with some skirt.
It never entered my mind.

Life is not so sweet alone. The man who came to dinner lets me eat alone.
I confess it---I didn't guess it, that I would sit and mope again
And all the while I'd hope again to see my darling dope again.
It never entered my mind!

You were my barometer, and now my only friend is my thermometer.
I confess it---I didn't guess it, that I would sit and mope again
And all the while I'd hope again to see my darling dope again.
It never entered my mind!