Mr. Blue - David Bromberg

Our guardian star lost all his glow

The day that I lost you

He lost all his glitter the day you said, «no»

And his silver turned to blue

Like him I am doubtful that our love is true

But if you decide to call on me

Ask for Mister Blue

I stay at home at night

Right by the phone at night

But you won’t call and I won’t hurt my pride

Call me Mister

I won’t tell you

While you paint the town

A bright red to turn it upside down

I’m painting it too

But I’m painting it blue

Call me Mister Blue

Call me Mister Blue