Tony Bennett, Michael Bublé - Don't Get Around Much Anymore Lyrics

Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore

I thought I'd visit the club (yeah, Michael)
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore

Darling, I guess that my mind's more at ease
Or nevertheless, why stir up memories?

I've been invited on dates
Mighta gone, but what for?
It's awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore

(Take it, Michael)
Darling, I guess my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless, why stir up memories?

Been invited on dates
I mighta gone, but what for?
It's awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore

Oh baby
Don't get around much anymore