Rhapsody in Blue (Live) - Leonard Bernstein & New York Philharmonic

She got a tattoo of a bracelet on her wrist The love of strangers on her Christmas list She ain't sentimental, she don't like to reminisce She's a champion of action You ain't never heard her voice but that's all right 'Cause you ain't never seen her face before tonight But now you see her swaying to the left and to the right And it rocks your whole foundation See her spinning 'round Blond hair falling down You can hear the sound... Of your heart breaking From the love she's taking from you The song it's making Is like a rhapsody in blue Well you ain't never seen no aura in your life But you know her's is the color of the sky When she looks at you it kills you, when she turns away you die It's a tragic situation So you drink one down for courage, two for soul You drink a third for good luck, then you stroll Out onto the dance floor, but your feet are too damn cold And you need more insulation See her spinning 'round Blond hair falling down You can hear the sound... Oh, she don't love you Oh, she don't see you in the crowd Oh, if she did she would not want you anyhow Expectation lingers in the air The problem is that no one else is there Just the memory of your angel, all these ghosts in empty chairs Making comments 'bout the weather The taxi cab is waiting at the door You can hear the driver blowing on his horn So you close your eyes one last time, and you conjure up her form And you shake it down together See her spinning 'round Blond hair falling down You can hear the sound...

The Neighborhood - The months before (The opening, half danced half mimed, is a Condensationof the growing rivalry between Two teenage gangs. The Sharks are Puerto Ricans, The Jets an anthology of whatis called 'American'. The Jets want to hold on to their territory And clean out the Sharks in a rumble.)