Well, I’m in pain
But I won’t admit it, no
I’m too proud
I want to hide it

‘Cause I’m afraid 
Of the consequences
Still want to dance
And wear the sequence

Yeah, I am aware
That I may look different
But who needs the looks
When you know the tricks

People stare 
They’re scared I’ll touch them
And spread the [bad word] Of the burnt out flame

My baby left me
He’s gone
My baby left me
He’s gone
He took with him 
My happy home
My baby left me 
He’s gone

I’ll tango with a glass
Of whiskey in my hand
The only reliable partner
At this moment I can stand
I got the blues
This you don’t choose, no

My baby left me
He’s gone
My baby left me
He’s gone
He took with him 
My happy home
My baby left me 
He’s gone

My baby left me
He’s gone
My baby left me
He’s gone
He took with him 
My happy home
My baby left me
He’s gone

My baby left me
He’s gone
My baby left me
He’s gone
He took with him 
My happy home
My baby left me
He’s gone
My baby left me
He’s gone
My baby left me
He’s gone
He took with him 
My happy home
My baby‘s gone
My baby‘s gone

My baby left me
He’s gone
My baby left me
He’s gone
He took with him 
My happy home
My baby‘s gone
My baby‘s gone

My baby‘s gone
My baby‘s gone
My baby‘s gone
My baby‘s gone