Have you seen the girl of great regret
Looking for the man she can't forget?
Misery in high-heeled shoes
Holding a bouquet of blues

Have you seen her go her lonely way
Dressed in tattered dreams of good-bye grey?
Lost, with nothing more to lose
She carries a bouquet of blues

All she can hear is the echo of a voice saying "This will last"
All she can do is follow in the footsteps of the past

Think about the girl of great regret
Think about the man she can't forget
Never let the man you choose
Bring you a bouquet of blues