What a fool I was, what a dominated fool
To think you were the earth and sky
What a fool I was, What a addle-pated fool
What a mutton-headed dolt was I
No, my reverberating friend
You are not the beginning and the end
(Higgins:
You impudent hussy!
There's not an idea in your head or a word in your mouth
that I haven't put there)
There'll be spring every year without you
England still will be here without you
There'll be fruit on the tree and a shore by the sea
There'll be crumpets and tea without you
Art and music will thrive without you
Somehow Keats will survive without you
And there still will be rain on that plain down in Spain
Even that will remain without you
I can do
Without you
You, dear friend, who talk so well
You can go to Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire
They can still rule the land without you
Windsor Castle will stand without you
And without much ado
We can all muddle through without you
(Higgins:You brazen hussy!)
Without your pulling it, the tide comes in
Without your twirling it, the earth can spin
Without your pushing them, the clouds roll by
If they can do without you. Ducky,  so can I
I shall not feel alone without you
I can stand on my own without you
So go back in your shell, I can do bloody well
-Without...-By George, I really did it
I did it, I did it
I said I'd make a woman and indeed I did
I knew that I could do it, I knew it. I knew it
I said I'd make a woman and succeed I did
Eliza, you're magnificent
Five minutes ago, you were a millstone around my neck
And now you're a tower of strength
A consort battleship