| Song | Lush Life (2000 Digital Remaster) |
| Artist | Nat King Cole |
| Album | The Unforgettable Nat King Cole |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.550] | I used to visit all the very gay places |
| [00:16.967] | Those come what may places |
| [00:19.519] | Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life |
| [00:23.518] | To get the feel of life |
| [00:26.267] | From jazz and cocktails |
| [00:30.142] | The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces |
| [00:39.334] | With distingué traces |
| [00:41.512] | That used to be there, you could see where they'd been washed away |
| [00:45.798] | By too many through the day: Twelve o'clock tales |
| [00:52.198] | Then you came along with your siren of song |
| [01:00.822] | To tempt me to madness |
| [01:04.766] | I thought for a while that your poignant smile |
| [01:09.054] | Was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me |
| [01:19.414] | Ah yes, I was wrong |
| [01:26.438] | Again |
| [01:29.688] | I was wrong |
| [01:33.793] | Life is lonely again |
| [01:46.061] | And only last year |
| [01:49.357] | Everything seemed so sure |
| [01:54.806] | Now life is awful again |
| [02:01.989] | A troughful of hearts |
| [02:05.455] | Could only be a bore |
| [02:11.527] | A week in Paris will ease the bite of it |
| [02:19.613] | All I care is to smile in spite of it |
| [02:30.076] | I'll forget you, I will |
| [02:36.017] | While yet you are still |
| [02:40.261] | Burning inside my brain |
| [02:46.199] | Romance is mush |
| [02:50.221] | Stifling those who strive |
| [02:55.902] | I'll live a lush life |
| [02:59.613] | In some small dive |
| [03:05.605] | And there I'll be |
| [03:09.733] | While I rot |
| [03:12.852] | With the rest of those |
| [03:20.588] | Whose lives are lonely, too |
| [00:00.550] | I used to visit all the very gay places |
| [00:16.967] | Those come what may places |
| [00:19.519] | Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life |
| [00:23.518] | To get the feel of life |
| [00:26.267] | From jazz and cocktails |
| [00:30.142] | The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces |
| [00:39.334] | With distingue traces |
| [00:41.512] | That used to be there, you could see where they' d been washed away |
| [00:45.798] | By too many through the day: Twelve o' clock tales |
| [00:52.198] | Then you came along with your siren of song |
| [01:00.822] | To tempt me to madness |
| [01:04.766] | I thought for a while that your poignant smile |
| [01:09.054] | Was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me |
| [01:19.414] | Ah yes, I was wrong |
| [01:26.438] | Again |
| [01:29.688] | I was wrong |
| [01:33.793] | Life is lonely again |
| [01:46.061] | And only last year |
| [01:49.357] | Everything seemed so sure |
| [01:54.806] | Now life is awful again |
| [02:01.989] | A troughful of hearts |
| [02:05.455] | Could only be a bore |
| [02:11.527] | A week in Paris will ease the bite of it |
| [02:19.613] | All I care is to smile in spite of it |
| [02:30.076] | I' ll forget you, I will |
| [02:36.017] | While yet you are still |
| [02:40.261] | Burning inside my brain |
| [02:46.199] | Romance is mush |
| [02:50.221] | Stifling those who strive |
| [02:55.902] | I' ll live a lush life |
| [02:59.613] | In some small dive |
| [03:05.605] | And there I' ll be |
| [03:09.733] | While I rot |
| [03:12.852] | With the rest of those |
| [03:20.588] | Whose lives are lonely, too |
| [00:00.550] | I used to visit all the very gay places |
| [00:16.967] | Those come what may places |
| [00:19.519] | Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life |
| [00:23.518] | To get the feel of life |
| [00:26.267] | From jazz and cocktails |
| [00:30.142] | The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces |
| [00:39.334] | With distingué traces |
| [00:41.512] | That used to be there, you could see where they' d been washed away |
| [00:45.798] | By too many through the day: Twelve o' clock tales |
| [00:52.198] | Then you came along with your siren of song |
| [01:00.822] | To tempt me to madness |
| [01:04.766] | I thought for a while that your poignant smile |
| [01:09.054] | Was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me |
| [01:19.414] | Ah yes, I was wrong |
| [01:26.438] | Again |
| [01:29.688] | I was wrong |
| [01:33.793] | Life is lonely again |
| [01:46.061] | And only last year |
| [01:49.357] | Everything seemed so sure |
| [01:54.806] | Now life is awful again |
| [02:01.989] | A troughful of hearts |
| [02:05.455] | Could only be a bore |
| [02:11.527] | A week in Paris will ease the bite of it |
| [02:19.613] | All I care is to smile in spite of it |
| [02:30.076] | I' ll forget you, I will |
| [02:36.017] | While yet you are still |
| [02:40.261] | Burning inside my brain |
| [02:46.199] | Romance is mush |
| [02:50.221] | Stifling those who strive |
| [02:55.902] | I' ll live a lush life |
| [02:59.613] | In some small dive |
| [03:05.605] | And there I' ll be |
| [03:09.733] | While I rot |
| [03:12.852] | With the rest of those |
| [03:20.588] | Whose lives are lonely, too |