Текст песни My Old Flame - Helen Humes

My old flame,
I can't even think of his name,
But it's funny now and then
How my thoughts go flashing back again
To my old flame.
My old flame,
My new lovers all seem so tame.
For I haven't met a gent so magnificent of elegant
As my old flame.
I've met so many who had facinating ways,
A facinating gaze in their eye.
Some who took me up to the sky,
But their attempts at love were only immitations of
My old flame,
I can't even think of his name.
But I'll never be the same
Until I discover what became
Of my old flame.
No I'll never be the same
Until I discover what became
Of my old flame.