The Big Escape - Michel Legrand

The night is getting on The band is getting slow The crowd is almost gone But here we are still dancing Nothing to do, but waltz Our feet can barely move My leg

Missed the Saturday dance Heard they crowded the floor Couldn't bear it without you Don't get around much anymore Though I'd visit the club Got as far as the do

It begins to tell 'Round midnight midnight I do pretty well till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always