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| Someone to sit in my chair and ruin my sleep and make me aware of Being Alive | |
| I'm very good at integral and differential calculas, I know the scientific names of beings animaculous | |
| In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came. That voice which calls to me, and speaks my name. | |
| He's a very smart Prince, he's a prince who prepares. | |
| There are few who deny at what I do I am the best. for my talents are renowned far and wide | |
| And in my twisted face There's not the slightest trace Of anything that even hints of kindness | |
| I know a way to prove what they say is quite untrue Here is the gist, A practical list of 'don'ts' fer you. | |
| Impossible! For a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage! | |
| Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome! Fremde, etranger, stranger. Gluklich zu sehen, je suis enchante, Happy to see you, bleibe, reste, stay | |
| There's no business like show business If you tell me it's so Traveling through the country is so thrilling Standing out in front on opening nights | |
| Oh, blow, Gabriel, blow, Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow! I've been a sinner, I've been a scamp, But now I'm willin' to trim my lamp, So blow, Gabriel, blow! | |
| One song Glory One song Before I go Glory One song to leave behind Find one song One last refrain Glory | |
| Michael Rennie was ill the Day The Earth Stood Still | |
| Seems a downright shame, seems an awful waste. Such a nice plump frame what's his name has-had-has. Nor it cant be traced. | |
| Do you hear the people sing, singing th songs of angry men? | |
| There were copper bottom tympani in horse platoons Thundering, thundering all along the way. Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons, Each bassoon having it's big, fat say! | |
| Whatever Lola wants Lola gets And little man, little Lola wants you Make up your mind to have no regrets Recline yourself, resign yourself, you're through | |
| Come on, Babe Why don't we paint the town? And All That Jazz I'm gonna rouge my knees And roll my stockings down And All That Jazz. | |
| Something has changed within me Something is not the same I'm through with playing by the rules Of someone else's game | |
| Everybody's got the right to be happy, Don't be mad, life's not as bad as it seems, If you keep your goal in sight, you can climb to any height, | |
| Midnight, not a sound from the pavement. Has the moon lost her memory, she is smiling alone | |
My Favorite Things 
Food, Glorious Food! 
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