We got debutantes and socialites

And mamas from the PTA

We got bachelorettes dressed up in whiteAnd little black dress divorcees

Long live the blues

They′re keeping me in business

Some women dance, and some women party

Whatever they need they call me

Mr. Lonely, Mr Good-Time

Mr. One-You're-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night

When you′re lonely, lying in the dark

I'm the number that you know by broken heart

No I ain't Mr Right, I′m Mr-Right-Now

The one all the girls are talking about

The one and only, Mr Lonely

Yeah, some are in from outta town

Just looking for some fun

For a couple of dollars or more

Yeah, I can be that one

Long live the blues

I′m backed up to November

You can find me in the book

Or on a bathroom wall

When they want a rendevouz they call

Mr Lonely, Mr Good-Time

Mr One-You're-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night

When you′re lonely, lying in the dark

I'm the number that you know by broken heart

No I ain′t Mr Right, I'm Mr-Right-Now

The one all the girls are talking about

The one and only, Mr Lonely

(Oh play that steel Paul)

So if you got a girl

You better treat her right

You better never tell a lie

You better never start a fight

′Cause when she hangs up on you

Guess who's on the other line?

It's never hard to find

Mr Lonely, Mr Good-Time

Mr One-You′re-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night

When you′re lonely, lying in the dark

I'm the number that you know by broken heart

No I ain′t Mr Right, I'm Mr-Right-Now

The one all the girls are talking about

The one and only, Mr Lonely

The one and only, Mr Lonely

Long live the blues