Rita De Acosta - Duke Special

Rita de Acosta

They were under your spell

The soldiers, the saints and the sad millionaires

They only wanted love

But that was never enough for

Rita de Acosta

In a room at the Ritz

Philosophers, poets, artists and wits

They’d laugh into the night

What a strange and wonderful life

She was the one

A living work of art

She was the one who never gave her heart away

Rita, Mercedes and Ada who flew

Young, bored and rich with not much to do

When you’ve got dollars to burn

You can do what you want

But what is it you want?

She was the one

A walking work of art

She was the one who never gave her heart away

Rita de Acosta

Alone in the Gotham

Bankrupt and broken and all but forgotten

If she had just found love

She’d have known that that was enough

She was the one

A dying work of art

She was the one who never gave her heart away

She just could not give her heart away