自彈自唱爵士樂[Little Girl Blue]

Sit there and count your fingers.

What can you do?

Oh girl, you’re through.

Just sit there and count your little fingers, unlucky little girl blue.

Just sit there and count the raindrops falling on you.

It’s time you knew, all you can count on are the raindrops that fall on little girl blue.

No use, old girl, you may as well surrender.

Your hopes are getting slender.

Why won’t somebody send her tender blue boy to cheer up little girl blue?