like a man? PICKERING Hmm? HIGGINS Yes... Why can't a woman be more like a man? Men are so honest, so thoroughly square; Eternally noble, historic'ly fair
Ging die Straße schon oft hinunter hier und das Pflaster lag gewöhnlich ruhig unter mir plötzlich schweb' ich so oben irgenwo weil
are gonna chime Pull out the stopper, we'll have a whopper But get me to the church on time I got to get there in the morning Spruced up and lookin' in my
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
others of my sex, tie the knot around their necks, I prefer a new edition of the Spanish Inquisition than to ever let a woman in my life I'm a quiet
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
Oh, wouldn't it be loverly? Oh, so lovely sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still I would never budge till spring Crept over the window sill Someone's head restin' on my
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
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 I No, my reverberating
it deadly dull. Pickering You should have heard the ooh's and ah's; Ev'ry one wondering who she was. Henry You'd think they'd never seen a lady before
still have begged for more I could have spread my wings and done a thousand things I've never done before I'll never know what made it so exciting Why all at once my
to hold it by my side) Grown accustomed to her looks (I wanna be, be your ornament) Grown accustomed to her trace ('Cause I love you, baby, please take my
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
and I'll scream Haven't your lips longed for my touch? Don't say how much, show me, show me Don't wait until wrinkles and lines Pop out all over my
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
I need someone to show a little kindness If he can turn his hat, a little blindness I know that I might seem a little nameless And I can also be a little
I have often walked down this street before But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before All at once am I several stories high Knowing I'm on
