Gershwin Ira. (Damsel In Distress, A). . [VERSE:]. I was a stranger in the city.. Out of town were the people I knew.. I had that feeling of self-pity:.
I was a stranger in the city. Out of town where the people I knew. I had that feeling of self-pity. What to do, what to do, what to do?. The outlook was decidedly blue.
I was a stranger in the city. Out of town were the people I knew. I had that feeling of self-pity. What to do, what to do, what to do. The outlook was decidedly blue.