I sang last night, and had a blast. I started drinking though, and at the last set the band played my intro for several minutes before I realized I was on. I apologize for all the other noise, I left my purse with the recorder in it on a table at the back.



Tell me more and more and then some
You know what I long to hear
I want more and more and then some
Of that I love you only dear

Tell me more and more and then some
The way that you feel and then
When you've told that old sweet story
You can start right in again

I've made that old mistake
Know the awful ache
Of a heart that's been double crossed
If I've missed my guess, happiness is lost

Tell me more and more and then some
You know how I love that stuff
Whisper on from now till Doomsday
But I never will hear enough
--Billie Holiday