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Eliza (singing): |
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What a fool I was, what dominated fool, |
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to think that you were the earth and the sky, |
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What a fool I was, What an elevated fool, |
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What a mutton-headed dote was I! |
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No, my reverberated friend, |
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you are not the beginning and the end. |
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Professor Higgins (speaking): |
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You impetant hussy there's not an idea in your head or a word in your mouth that I haven't put there. |
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Eliza (singing): |
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There'll be spring every year without you. England still will be here without you. |
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There'll be fruit on the tree. |
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And a shore by the sea. |
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There'll be crumpets and tea without you. |
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Art and music will thrive without you. Somehow Keats will survive without you. |
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And there still will be rain on that plain down in Spain, |
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even that will remain without you. |
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I can do without you. |
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You, dear friend, who taught so well, |
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You can go to Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire. |
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They can still rule with land without you. |
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Windsor Castle will stand without you. |
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And without much ado we can all muddle through without you. |
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Professor Higgins: |
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You brazen hussy, |
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Eliza (singing): |
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Wihtout pulling it the tide comes in, |
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without your twirling it the Earth can spin, |
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Without your pulling it, the tide comes in |
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Without your twirling it, the earth can spin |
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Without your pushing them, the clouds roll by, |
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If they can do without you, ducky, so can I |
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I shall not feel alone without you |
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I can stand on my own without you |
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So go back in your shell |
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I can do bloody well |
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Without... |
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Professor Higging (singing) interupts: |
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By George, I really did it, |
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I did it, I did it, |
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I said I'd make a woman and indeed I did, |
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I knew that I could do it, |
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I knew it, I knew it, |
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I said I'd make a woman and succeed I did! |
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(speaking) |
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Eliza you are wonderful |
