You're Blasé (Fitzgerald Ella)

You're deep just like a chasm You've no, enthusiasm You're tired and uninspired You're blase Your day is one of leisure In which you search for pleasure You're bored when you're adored You're blase While reaching for the moon And the stars up in the sky The simple things of normal life Are slowly passing by You sleep, the sun is shining You wake, its time for dining There's nothing new for you to do You're blase While reaching for the moon And the stars up in the sky The simple things of normal life Are slowly passing by You sleep, the sun is shining You wake, its time for dining There's nothing new for you to do You're blase Blase