Eleonora de Viese
April 7, 1915
The illegitimate child of a housemaid
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
Scrubbing floors for a living, later to turn tricks
She could sing the blues from the devil's tempting lips
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
You'd see her in riches, pearls and furs
Sometimes I wonder if she ever felt like being cursed
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
There was nothing about living on the sidewalks she did not know
There was nothing about living on the sidewalks she did not know
Give me codeine, he's a trusted friend
Give me morphine, and I'll say it again
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
Give me a boat, give me som wind
Sometimes I feel like cheakin' in like
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
There was nothing about living on the sidewalks she did not know
There was nothing about living on the sidewalks she did not know
April 7, 1915
The illegitimate child of a housemaid
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
Scrubbing floors for a living, later to turn tricks
She could sing the blues from the devil's tempting lips
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
You'd see her in riches, pearls and furs
Sometimes I wonder if she ever felt like being cursed
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
There was nothing about living on the sidewalks she did not know
There was nothing about living on the sidewalks she did not know
Give me codeine, he's a trusted friend
Give me morphine, and I'll say it again
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
Give me a boat, give me som wind
Sometimes I feel like cheakin' in like
Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday
There was nothing about living on the sidewalks she did not know
There was nothing about living on the sidewalks she did not know