Now it's just you and me my blue friend. And you say that it's you that she's thinking of. And our affair must end. But if it's you that she's thinking of. I think my broken heart might mend. Chorus: Now it's my turn to talk and your turn to think. Your turn to buy and my turn to drink. Your turn to cry and my turn to sink down in the Blue Chair. Down in the Blue Chair. Now I've made up my mind I've made my mistake. And I know that she cries for you. When she's barely awake. Well she's going to bend your mind. Well I hope it don't break. Chorus. Down in the Blue Chair. We can watch our troubles rise. Like smoke into the air. And drift up to the ceiling. Down in the Blue Chair. You can feel just like a boy or a man. And next minute you can find yourself kneeling. Down in the Blue Chair. They're boasting of loving the daylights right out of her in the small hours. Down in the Blue Chair. You say that your love lasts forever when you know the night just hours. ANd still I want her right now. Not any minute hour or day. And wherever she is tonight. I want her anyway. I suppose she never said to you. You were just in the way. Chorus. Down in the Blue Chair. Down in the blue. Blue becomes you. Down in the Blue Chair.