I loved him in the fall
He thought we had it made
I left him at the picture show
I loved him after all
Oh mister junior
I always miss the curtain call

If it's trust that you need
I can do the deed
Pick up your boots and stay
If it's love that you want
It's my favourite haunt
Three steps forward
Dance the debutante

Jacob used to call me Temple
For that was all he saw
He left his only cane
Seventeen hats from Italy
Are hanging on my wall
Oh mister junior
I guess that they're above it all

Some of them smile in sympathy
And some don't smile at all
Some kill the time with change
Yesterday his name was Threnody
Today his name is Fame
Oh mister junior
I reserve the right to rearrange