A Pink Cocktail for a Blue Lady - Glenn Miller

A pink cocktail for a blue lady

And waiter, don’t tell her it’s from me

For you see that lovely, lonely lady

Whose thoughts seem far away

Was once the toast of Vienna

When Vienna was gay

You see, waiter, once she thrilled millions

How crazy this world turned out to be

A pink cocktail for a blue lady

And fill this empty glass for me…