Writer(s): Johnny Mercer / Jimmy Van Heusen
It’s like singing to empty tables, or a gallery full of ghosts,
Or like a great big party where nobody shows but the hosts.
That’s what it’s been like, baby, that’s what it’s been like all night.
Without you around to applaud me every night, just like Closing Night.
And I’m singing, singing the same old number, and telling the same sad jokes,
And there’s nothing out front but memories, and a lot of transparent folks,
So please call, call and make reservations in our favorite spot for two.
‘Cause I’m singing to empty tables without you… without you.