On the banks of the Hudson. My love and I lay down. Just above 42nd Street. While the rain was pouring down. . When I covered her with kisses. The sparks lit up her eyes.
Open up the door, she's standin' there. With the smile in her eyes but the gray in her hair. Betrays the fact you strayed far from home. With your drinkin', your smokin', you're whorin' around.
And you feel 40 shades of blue. And you feel 40 shades of blue. And you feel 40 shades of blue.