Beaverhausen on the 23rd floor? That calls for a little Merman!
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 23rd 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's nest,
Down in the depths
On the 23rd 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
23rd
Floooooooooooooooooooor!