You're Blasé

You're Blase - Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)

You're deep just like a chasm

You've no enthusiasm

You're tired and uninsipired

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 it's time for dining

There's nothing new for you to do

You're blase