Track byChet Baker
Writer(s): Dennis/Adair I make a date for golf - You can bet you life it rains. I try to give a party - And the guy upstairs complains. I guess I'll go thru life; Just catchin' colds and missin' trains, Ev'rything happens to me. I never miss a thing - I've had measles and the mumps. And ev'ry time I play my ace - My partner always trumps. I guess I'm just a fool; Who never looks before he jumps, Ev'rything happens to me. At first my heart tho't; You could break this jinx for me. That love would turn the trick; To end my despair. But now, I just can't fool; This head that thinks for me. I've mortgaged all my castles in the air. I've telegraphed and called; I sent "Air Mail Special", too; You answer was goodbye - And there was even postage due. I fell in love just once; And then it had to be with you, Ev'rything happens to me.