Yeahhhh Ohhhhh Yeahhhhh Ohhhhh No No No No I just want you to know [x2] Yeahhh Sta na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na Just the other
Lovely lady, girl you drive me crazy [kool keith] I know this girl with her own crib, in isolation She's from puerto rico, half-black on vacation Fine
HIGGINS What in all of heaven could've promted her to go, After such a triumph as the ball? What could've depressed her; What could've possessed
Ging die Straße schon oft hinunter hier und das Pflaster lag gewöhnlich ruhig unter mir plötzlich schweb' ich so oben irgenwo weil
A few more hours, that's all the time I got A few more hours before I tie the knot There'll be drinks and girls all over the town And I gotta track 'em
Servants Poor Professor Higgins! Poor Professor Higgins! Night and day He slaves away! Oh, poor Professor Higgins! All day long On his feet; Up and
Well after all, Pickering, I'm an ordinary man, Who desires nothing more than an ordinary chance, to live exactly as he likes, and do precisely what
Alfred The Lord above gave man an arm of iron So he could do his job and never shirk. The Lord gave man an arm of iron-but With a little bit of luck
It's rather dull in town, I think I'll take me to Paree, hmm The mistress wants to open up the castle in Capri, hmm Me doctor recommends a quiet summer
Every duke and earl and peer is here Everyone who should be here is here What a smashing, positively dashing spectacle The ascot opening day At the gate
What a fool I was, what dominated fool To think that you were the Earth and sky What a fool I was, what an elevated fool What a mutton-headed dote was
Pickering Tonight, old man, you did it! You did it! You did it! You said that you would do it, And indeed you did. I thought that you would rue it;
Bed, bed I couldn't go to bed My head's too light to try to set it down Sleep, sleep I couldn't sleep tonight Not for all the jewels in the crown I could
Grown accustomed to her looks Oh I, I've grown, grown accustomed to her voice I've grown accustomed to her face She almost makes the day begin I've grown
Henry Look at her, a prisoner of the gutter, Condemned by every syllable she ever uttered. By law she should be taken out and hung, For the cold-blooded
Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins, just you wait You'll be sorry but your tears 'll be to late You'll be broke and I'll have money Will I help you? Don't be
Don't talk of stars, burning above If you're in love, show me Tell me not dreams, filled with desire If you're on fire, show me Never do I ever want
When she mentioned how her aunt Bit off the spoon, she completely done me in And my heart went on a journey to the moon When she told about her father
