"Everything Happens to Me" — Matt Dennis and Tom Adair's catalogue of bad luck.
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 Ill go thru life;
Just catchin colds and missin trains,
Evrything happens to me.
I never miss a thing -
Ive had measles and the mumps.
And evry time I play my ace -
My partner always trumps.
I guess Im just a fool;
Who never looks before he jumps,
Evrything happens to me.
At first my heart thot;
You could break this jinx for me.
That love would turn the trick;
To end my despair.
But now, I just cant fool;
This head that thinks for me.
Ive mortgaged all my castles in the air.
Ive 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,
Evrything happens to me.
Знаете ли вы, что...
- Written by Matt Dennis and Tom Adair in 1941 for Sinatra's recording with Tommy Dorsey. The inventory of misfortunes — black cats, broken mirrors, thirteen at table — culminating in the ultimate bad luck: losing you. One of his early signature pieces.