Down in the Depths
Down in the Depths
on the 90th Floor
on the 90th Floor
Manhattan, I'm up a treeThe one I've most adoredIs bored With me.Manhattan, I'm awfully nice,Nice people dine with me,And even twice.
Yet the only one in the world I'm mad aboutTalks of somebody elseAnd walks out.
With a million neon rainbows burning below meAnd a million blazing taxis raising a roarHere I sit, above the townIn my deep blue dressing gownDown in the depths on the ninetieth floor.
While the couples in thenight clubs punish the parquetAnd the crowds in sll the bars are calling for more
I'm deserted and depressedIn my regal eagle nestDown in the depths on the ninetieth floor.
When the only one you wanted wants anotherWhat's the use of swank and cash in the bank galore ?Why, even the janitor's wifeHas a perfectly good love lifeAnd here am IFacing tomorrowAlone with my sorrowDown in the depths on the ninetieth floor.