PENTHOUSE SERENADE 1931 |
JUST PICTURE A PENTHOUSE
WAY UP IN THE SKY,
WITH HINGES ON CHIMNEYS
FOR STARS TO GO BY.
A SWEET SLICE OF HEAVEN
FOR JUST YOU AND I,
WHEN WE’RE ALONE.
FROM ALL OF SOCIETY
WE’LL STAY ALOOF,
AND LIVE IN PROPRIETY
THERE ON THE ROOF.
TWO HEAVENLY HERMITS,
WE WILL BE IN TRUTH,
WHEN WE’RE ALONE.
WE’LL SEE LIFE’S MAD PATTERN
AS WE VIEW OLD MANHATTAN.
THEN WE CAN THANK OUR LUCKY STARS
THAT WE’RE LIVING AS WE ARE.
IN OUR LITTLE PENTHOUSE,
WE’LL ALWAYS CONTRIVE,
TO KEEP LOVE AND ROMANCE
FOREVER ALIVE.
IN VIEW OF THE HUDSON,
JUST OVER THE DRIVE,
WHEN WE’RE ALONE.
