Lyrics:

Saturday evening, it started all over for me
Though I promised myself, never again would it be
You phoned and said, meet me, and even as I told you no
Temptation was a winner, I felt my feet start to go
That's how blue memories get started all over again
That's what keeps a jukebox play until you know when
And that's what makes a guy cling to the warm red wine
'Cause those blue mem'ries can sure get lonesome some time

Saturday evening, it started all over for me
Though I promised myself, never again would it be
You phoned and said, meet me, and even as I told you no
Temptation was a winner, I felt my feet start to go
That's how blue mem'ries get started all over again
That's what keeps a jukebox play until you know when
And that's what makes a guy cling to the warm red wine
'Cause those blue mem'ries can sure get lonesome some time
(That's what makes a guy cling to the warm red wine)
'Cause those blue mem'ries can sure get lonesome some time
(Those blue mem'ries sure get lonesome some time)
(Those blue mem'ries sure get lonesome some time)