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 palliated 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