He walked in while we sat there talking An old friend she'd known a long time I asked him to sit down and join us 'Cause any friend of hers is a friend of mine. The drinks were on him His eyes were on her And the last laugh Was on me. After each dance they sat closer And acted as though I wasn't there And soon she was callin' him baby I've heard him whisper can I meet you somewhere. His hand was on hers Her eyes were on his And the last laugh Was on me...