it's like singin' to empty tables
or a gallery full of ghosts
or like givin' a great big party
where nobody shows but the host
that's what it's been like
that's what it's been like all night
without you around to applaud me
every night's just like closing night
singin' the same old numbers
'n' i'm tellin' the same sad jokes
and there's nothin' out front but mem'ries
and lot of transparent folks
call and make a reservation
in our favorite spot for two
'cause i'm singin' to empty tables without you