Bartello

Bartello There was a place that I used to go to In a subterranean world in an upstairs room I'd just been through a big bad love affair And I looked through the window and I saw you standing there Bartello You're such a good fellow You spoon fed me When my life was wobbly jello You smiled when nobody cared You danced with me when everyone pointed and stared I played the grand piano till the morning And I cried myself to sleep on your checkerboard floor I rubbed elbows with undesirable people But I found myself inside myself just once more Bartello You're such a good fellow You spoon fed me When my life was wobbly jello You smiled when nobody cared You danced with me when everyone pointed and stared Bartello You're such a good fellow You spoon fed me When my life was wobbly jello You smiled when nobody cared Danced with me when everyone pointed and stared Danced with me when everyone pointed and stared