Don't Get Around Much Anymore

I missed the Saturday dance I heard they crowded the floor Couldn't bear it without you Don't get around much anymore I thought I'd visit the club Got as far as the door They'd have asked me about you Don't get around much anymore Whoa, darling, I guess my mind's more at ease But nevertheless, why stir up old memories? Been invited on dates Might have gone, but what for? Awfully different without you And I don't get around much anymore Let's go Oh, I missed that Saturday dance But I heard they flooded the floor Mm, I couldn't dig it without you No, mama, I don't get around much anymore Thought I'd visit the club But I only got as far as the door Look, they don't ask me about you And I don't get around much anymore No, darling, I guess, I guess my mind's more at ease For now forever and nevertheless, babe, why stir up memories? I've been invited on dates I might have gone, but what for? Ain't no good without you, baby And I don't get around much anymore No, I Baby, I No, I, I don't get around much anymore --- Don't Get Around Much Anymore - Michael Bublé