Текст песни Down in the Depths - Ethel Merman
Manhattan,
I'm
up
a
tree
The
one
I've
most
adored
Is
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
about
Talks
of
somebody
else
And
walks
out.
With
a
million
neon
rainbows
burning
below
me
And
a
million
blazing
taxis
raising
a
roar
Here
I
sit,
above
the
town
In
my
pet
pailletted
gown
Down
in
the
depths
on
the
ninetieth
floor.
While
the
crowds
at
El
Morocco
punish
the
parquet
And
at
'21'
the
couples
clamor
for
more**
I'm
deserted
and
depressed
In
my
regal
eagle
nest
Down
in
the
depths
on
the
ninetieth
floor.
When
the
only
one
you
wanted
wants
another
What's
the
use
of
swank
and
cash
in
the
bank
galore?
Why,
even
the
janitor's
wife
Has
a
perfectly
good
love
life
And
here
am
I
Facing
tomorrow
Alone
with
my
sorrow
Down
in
the
depths
on
the
ninetieth
floor.
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