Billie Holiday

Vernon duke
Its time to end my holiday and bid the country a hasty farewell.
So on this gray and melancholy day, Ill move to a manhattan hotel.
Ill dispose of my rose-colored chattels and prepare for my share of adventures and battles,
Here on the twenty-seventh floor looking down on the city I hate and adore!
Autumn in new york, why does it seem so inviting?
Autumn in new york, it spells the thrill of first-nighting.