Little Girl Blue - Live

	Written：Lorenz Hart/Richard Rodgers
	Sit there, hmm, count your fingers.
	What else, what else is there to do ?
	Oh and I know how you feel,
	I know you feel that you're through.
	Oh wah wah ah sit there, hmm, count,
	Ah, count your little fingers,
	My unhappy oh little girl, little girl blue, yeah.
	Oh sit there, oh count those raindrops
	Oh, feel 'em falling down, oh honey all around you.
	Honey don't you know it's time,
	I feel it's time,
	Somebody told you 'cause you got to know
	That all you ever gonna have to count on
	Or gonna wanna lean on
	It's gonna feel just like those raindrops do
	When they're falling down, honey, all around you.
	Oh, I know you're unhappy.
	Oh sit there, ah go on, go on
	And count your fingers.
	I don't know what else, what else
	Honey have you got to do.
	And I know how you feel,
	And I know you ain't got no reason to go on
	And I know you feel that you must be through.
	Oh honey, go on and sit right back down,
	I want you to count, oh count your fingers,
	Ah my unhappy, my unlucky
	And my little, oh, girl blue.
	I know you're unhappy,
	Ooh ah, honey I know,
	Baby I know just how you feel.

	Written: Lorenz Hart Richard Rodgers
	Sit there, hmm, count your fingers.
	What else, what else is there to do ?
	Oh and I know how you feel,
	I know you feel that you' re through.
	Oh wah wah ah sit there, hmm, count,
	Ah, count your little fingers,
	My unhappy oh little girl, little girl blue, yeah.
	Oh sit there, oh count those raindrops
	Oh, feel ' em falling down, oh honey all around you.
	Honey don' t you know it' s time,
	I feel it' s time,
	Somebody told you ' cause you got to know
	That all you ever gonna have to count on
	Or gonna wanna lean on
	It' s gonna feel just like those raindrops do
	When they' re falling down, honey, all around you.
	Oh, I know you' re unhappy.
	Oh sit there, ah go on, go on
	And count your fingers.
	I don' t know what else, what else
	Honey have you got to do.
	And I know how you feel,
	And I know you ain' t got no reason to go on
	And I know you feel that you must be through.
	Oh honey, go on and sit right back down,
	I want you to count, oh count your fingers,
	Ah my unhappy, my unlucky
	And my little, oh, girl blue.
	I know you' re unhappy,
	Ooh ah, honey I know,
	Baby I know just how you feel.