Down In The Depths (On The Ninetieth Floor)

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 in all the nightclubs punish the parquet
And the bars are packed with couples calling 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

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

I'm down in the depths on the ninetieth floor