Song Length |
2:40 |
Genre |
Jazz - Classic, Jazz - Swing |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Distressed, Nervous |
Subject |
Crime, Theft, Fools |
Language |
English |
Era |
1930 - 1939 |
Lyrics
I lost my lover on an April Fool's Day
While sippin' coffee at a sidewalk café
He said, "Wait here," but never returned
Where on earth could he be?
I took my troubles to the police station
That's when they started an investigation
They studied photos, called on his friends
Scanned the CCTV
If he were kidnapped, I'd pay
Do whatever they say
To have him here safe with me.
Can't get him out of my head
Was it something I said?
What a damned mystery!
Got home that night and found the front door open
Did he return? Well, that's what I was hopin'.
The place was trashed, my money all gone.
Oh, April Fool, that's me!
(Instrumental over A2)
The cops arrived on the scene
Fingerprints were wiped clean
They found not a single clue
Although the chances were slim
That the thief wasn't him.
I couldn't believe it's true!
It took me years till I could pass that café.
One sunny morning on an April Fool's Day
Hey, was that him flyin' out the back door?
Leavin' a girl like me?
I Coulda sworn!-- I'll never be sure!
Still a damned mystery!!
Oh, April Fool, that's me