Irene

Are you lonesome tonight? Do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a bright summer day
When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?

I never loved him.

Never even liked him that much, if truth be told. No, that was all Jim really. But I never let on - well, you don't like to, do you. Seemed harmless, after all. Jim was such a huge fan, well - it seemed easier just to go along with it. Our song, he called it. Who was I to say different? It was just one of those things that seemed important to him, and didn't bother me.

And they say us women are the soft-hearted ones!

Anyway, Jim's the reason we were there. Oh, these days it's nothing for people go to Las Vegas. But back then - well, it was pretty much unheard of.