"Heart Attack '64" It's hard to remember that one September All the frontiers through which I crept Well the displaced we forget But the dope and the girls and the wine, Oh hell, they were so fine What a wonderful, wonderful world No, I can't remember not any December It seemed I was always leaving Maybe you know that feeling? But I never forgot my lines I still hear them all the time What a wonderful, wonderful world. The dope and the wine and the stage, They gave back to me what I gave. What a wonderful, wonderful, womderful