文本歌词

Of All the Gin Joints In All the Towns In All the World... - The Warner Bros. Studio Orchestra
Lyrics by：Frank Perkins
Boss
Boss
Yeah
Boss ain't you going to bed
Not right now
Ain't you planning on going to bed in near future
No
You ever going to bed
No
Well I won't sleep either
Good then have a drink
No not me boss
Alright then don't have a drink
Boss let's get out of here
No Sam I'm waiting for a lady
Please boss let's go
Ain't nothing but trouble for you here
She's coming back I know she's coming back
We'll take the car and travel all night
We'll get drunk
We'll go fishing and stay away until she's gone
Shut up and go home will you
No Sir I'm staying right here
They grab Ugarte and she walks in
Oh way it goes one in and one out
Sam
Yes boss
It's December 1941 in Casablanca
What time is it in New York
What my watch stopped
I bet they're asleep in New York
I bet they're asleep all around America
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in
All the world she walks into mine
What is that you're playing
All just a little something on my own
Oh stop it
You know what I wanna hear
No I don't
You played it for her you play it for me
Well I don't think I can remember
If she can stand it I can
Play it
Yes boss