Song | Lush Life (1992 Digital Remaster) |
Artist | Nat King Cole |
Album | Nat King Cole |
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[00:00.570] | I used to visit all the very gay places |
[00:14.058] | Those come what may places |
[00:16.282] | Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life |
[00:20.150] | To get the feel of life |
[00:21.996] | From jazz and cocktails |
[00:25.346] | The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces |
[00:33.986] | With distingué traces |
[00:36.098] | That used to be there, you could see where they'd been washed away |
[00:40.641] | By too many through the day: Twelve o'clock tales |
[00:46.441] | Then you came along with your siren of song |
[00:55.233] | To tempt me to madness |
[00:59.402] | I thought for a while that your poignant smile |
[01:04.010] | Was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me |
[01:13.777] | Ah yes, I was wrong |
[01:18.569] | Again,I was wrong |
[01:27.937] | Life is lonely again |
[01:37.681] | And only last year |
[01:40.401] | Everything seemed so sure |
[01:45.937] | Now life is awful again |
[01:51.241] | A troughful of hearts |
[01:54.361] | Could only be a bore |
[02:00.233] | A week in Paris will ease the bite of it |
[02:08.029] | All I care is to smile in spite of it |
[02:17.248] | I'll forget you, I will |
[02:22.721] | While yet you are still |
[02:26.242] | Burning inside my brain |
[02:31.867] | Romance is mush |
[02:35.256] | Stifling those who strive |
[02:40.152] | I'll live a lush life |
[02:43.376] | In some small dive |
[02:48.096] | And there I'll be |
[02:52.573] | While I rot |
[02:54.728] | With the rest of those |
[03:00.557] | Whose lives are lonely, too |
[00:00.570] | I used to visit all the very gay places |
[00:14.058] | Those come what may places |
[00:16.282] | Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life |
[00:20.150] | To get the feel of life |
[00:21.996] | From jazz and cocktails |
[00:25.346] | The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces |
[00:33.986] | With distingue traces |
[00:36.098] | That used to be there, you could see where they' d been washed away |
[00:40.641] | By too many through the day: Twelve o' clock tales |
[00:46.441] | Then you came along with your siren of song |
[00:55.233] | To tempt me to madness |
[00:59.402] | I thought for a while that your poignant smile |
[01:04.010] | Was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me |
[01:13.777] | Ah yes, I was wrong |
[01:18.569] | Again, I was wrong |
[01:27.937] | Life is lonely again |
[01:37.681] | And only last year |
[01:40.401] | Everything seemed so sure |
[01:45.937] | Now life is awful again |
[01:51.241] | A troughful of hearts |
[01:54.361] | Could only be a bore |
[02:00.233] | A week in Paris will ease the bite of it |
[02:08.029] | All I care is to smile in spite of it |
[02:17.248] | I' ll forget you, I will |
[02:22.721] | While yet you are still |
[02:26.242] | Burning inside my brain |
[02:31.867] | Romance is mush |
[02:35.256] | Stifling those who strive |
[02:40.152] | I' ll live a lush life |
[02:43.376] | In some small dive |
[02:48.096] | And there I' ll be |
[02:52.573] | While I rot |
[02:54.728] | With the rest of those |
[03:00.557] | Whose lives are lonely, too |
[00:00.570] | I used to visit all the very gay places |
[00:14.058] | Those come what may places |
[00:16.282] | Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life |
[00:20.150] | To get the feel of life |
[00:21.996] | From jazz and cocktails |
[00:25.346] | The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces |
[00:33.986] | With distingué traces |
[00:36.098] | That used to be there, you could see where they' d been washed away |
[00:40.641] | By too many through the day: Twelve o' clock tales |
[00:46.441] | Then you came along with your siren of song |
[00:55.233] | To tempt me to madness |
[00:59.402] | I thought for a while that your poignant smile |
[01:04.010] | Was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me |
[01:13.777] | Ah yes, I was wrong |
[01:18.569] | Again, I was wrong |
[01:27.937] | Life is lonely again |
[01:37.681] | And only last year |
[01:40.401] | Everything seemed so sure |
[01:45.937] | Now life is awful again |
[01:51.241] | A troughful of hearts |
[01:54.361] | Could only be a bore |
[02:00.233] | A week in Paris will ease the bite of it |
[02:08.029] | All I care is to smile in spite of it |
[02:17.248] | I' ll forget you, I will |
[02:22.721] | While yet you are still |
[02:26.242] | Burning inside my brain |
[02:31.867] | Romance is mush |
[02:35.256] | Stifling those who strive |
[02:40.152] | I' ll live a lush life |
[02:43.376] | In some small dive |
[02:48.096] | And there I' ll be |
[02:52.573] | While I rot |
[02:54.728] | With the rest of those |
[03:00.557] | Whose lives are lonely, too |