The Nosy Cook

Lyrics
[DUKE] Dear young woman, when I'm gazing Fondly at you, it's amazing How much love I'd love to vow But though I've had a lot of practice At this sort of thing, the fact is I am not myself just now [ANGELA] Dear, my lord, I fear you're scoffing [DUKE] With Cellini in the offing I'm as nervous as can be [ANGELA] Your highness— [DUKE] Call me Bumpy [ANGELA] You do seem rather jumpy [DUKE] I beg you bear with me I know where there's a nosy cook [ANGELA] My lord, you mean a cozy nook [DUKE] Yes, yes, of course! A cozy nook for two And there we two can kill and boo [ANGELA] My lord, you mean we'll bill and coo [CELLINI] It seems to me that killing and booing should do [DUKE] I cannot promise you bedding wells [ANGELA] My thoughts, they weren't on wedding bеlls [DUKE] Whatever you do is for the fathеrland I love you for your sturgeon vile [ANGELA] My lord, you mean my virgin style? [DUKE] It's wonderful how love can understand! [ANGELA, DUKE & CELLINI] It's wonderful how love can understand! [DUKE] Listen, loveliest of your gender Somehow phrases soft and tender Do not sound their best tonight [ANGELA] It seems you get the words all twisted [DUKE] But the way that you assisted Thrills me through with sheer delight [ANGELA] When the ducal throat is vocal Women from afar, and local Always know what's on his mind [CELLINI] The situation vexes I'm finding out that sex is The curse of humankind [DUKE] I know where there's a booden wench [ANGELA] My lord, you mean a wooden bench [DUKE] Yes, yes, of course! A wooden bench for two And there we two can biss a kit [ANGELA] My lord, you mean we'll kiss a bit [CELLINI] He may be biting more biss-a-kit than he can chew! [ANGELA] I like the way that you stress you're cute I mean, the way that you press your suit I sense it from the way you press my hand [DUKE] And so I offer wedless bliss [ANGELA] I'd rather it were bedless wiss! [DUKE] It's wonderful how love can understand! [ANGELA, DUKE & CELLINI] It's wonderful how love can understand! [NARRATOR, spoken] Things suddenly get out of hand As Cellini, Florence's firebrand Leaps at the Duke, mid-embrace Removing him from Angela's face
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Credits
- Writers
- Kurt Weill
- Ira Gershwin