Lush Life - Billy Strayhorn

    I used to visit all the very gay places

    Those come-what-may places
    I used to visit all the very gay places
    Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
    To get the feel of life
    From jazz and cocktails.

    The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
    With distingue traces
    That used to be there -- You could see where they'd been washed away
    By too many through the day
    Twelve o'clock tales

    Then you came along with your siren song
    To tempt me to madness...
    I thought for a while that your poignant smile
    Was tinged with the sadness...
    Of a great love for me.
    Ah yes, I was wrong.
    Again, I was wrong.

    Life is lonely again,
    And only last year, everything seemed so sure.
    Now life is awful again,
    A trough full of hearts could only be a bore.

    A week in Paris will ease the bite of it
    All I care is to smile in spite of it

    I'll forget you, I will
    While yet you are still
    Burning inside my brain
    Romance is mush
    Stifling those who strive
    I'll live a lush life in some small dive
    And there I'll be, while I rot with the rest
    Of those whose lives are lonely too.


    Marco Giunco
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