We got debutantes and socialites
And mamas from the PTA
We got bachelorettes dressed up in white
And little black dress divorcees
Long live the blues
Theyre keeping me in business
Some women dance, and some women party
Whatever they need they call me
Mr. Lonely, Mr Good-Time
Mr. One-Youre-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night
When youre lonely, lying in the dark
Im the number that you know by broken heart
No I aint Mr Right, Im Mr-Right-Now
The one all the girls are talking about
The one and only, Mr Lonely
Yeah, some are in from outta town
Just looking for some fun
For a couple of dollars or more
Yeah, I can be that one
Long live the blues
Im backed up to November
You can find me in the book
Or on a bathroom wall
When they want a rendevouz they call
Mr Lonely, Mr Good-Time
Mr One-Youre-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night
When youre lonely, lying in the dark
Im the number that you know by broken heart
No I aint Mr Right, Im Mr-Right-Now
The one all the girls are talking about
The one and only, Mr Lonely
Oh play that steel Paul
So if you got a girl
You better treat her right
You better never tell a lie
You better never start a fight
Cause when she hangs up on you
Guess whos on the other line?
Its never hard to find
Mr Lonely, Mr Good-Time
Mr One-Youre-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night
When youre lonely, lying in the dark
Im the number that you know by broken heart
No I aint Mr Right, Im Mr-Right-Now
The one all the girls are talking about
The one and only, Mr Lonely
The one and only, Mr Lonely
Long live the blues