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The King And I
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Shall I Tell You What I Think of You?
Lyricist:Oscar Hammerstein Ii, Richard Rodgers
Your servant, your servant Indeed, I'm not you servant Although you give me less than servants pay I'm a free and independent 'Employay', employee
Because I'm a woman You think, like every woman I have to be a slave or Concubine You conceited, self indulgent Libertine, 'Liberteen'
How I wish I called him that Right to his face, Libertine And while we're on the subject, Sire There are certain goings on around this place
That I wish to tell you I do not admire I do not like Polygamy or even moderate Bigamy I realize,that in your eyes That clearly makes a prig o' me
But I am from a civilized land called Wales Where men like you are kept in County Jails In your pursuit of pleasure You have mistresses who treasure you
They have no ken of other men Beside whom they can measure you A flock of sheep and you're the only Ram No wonder you're the wonder of Siam
I'm rather glad I didn't say that Not with the women right there And the children
The children, the children I'll not forget the children No matter where I go, I'll always see Those little faces looking up at me
At first, when I started to teach They were shy and remained out of reach But lately I've thought One or two have been caught By a word I have said or a sentence I've read
And I've heard an occasional question That implied, at least a suggestion That the work I was trying to do Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Was beginning to show with a few
That Prince Chululongkorn Is very like his father He's stubborn but inquisitive and smart I must leave this place before they break my heart I must leave this place before they break my heart
Goodness gracious Well I had no idea it was so late Shall I tell you what I think of you? You're spoiled
You're a conscientious worker But your spoiled Giving credit where it's due There is much I like in you But it's also very true That your spoiled
Everybody's always bowing to the King Everybody has to grovel to the King By your Buddha you are blessed By your ladies you're caressed But the one who loves you best is the King
All that bowing and kow towing To remind you of your royalty I find a most disgusting exhibition
I wouldn't ask a Siamese cat To demonstrate his loyalty By taking this ridiculous position
How would you like it if you were a man Playing the part of a toad Crawling around on your elbows and knees Eating the dust of the road?
Toads, Toads, all of your people are toads Yes, Your Majesty No, Your Majesty Tell us how low to go, Your Majesty Make some more decrees, Your Majesty
Don't let us up off out knees, Your Majesty Give us a kick, if you please Your Majesty Give us a kick, if you would, Your Majesty Oh, that was good, Your Majesty
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