Married Man

Lyrics
[EMMA] I'll be discreet I won't hiss at your wife when I see her And though I'd love to be her She'll never know it I'll take the pill I won't upset the boats you're rowin' Carry on the way you're goin' I won't blow it When baseball's on you can turn my set louder You can rave all night about your wife's clam chowder I'm sure it can work out just right Don't mind bein' the candle you sometimes light Married man, yes we can Won't write things down I'm not the type that keeps a diary I know when to be fiery Or plain placid I won't look crushed When you say your wife is prеtty Bright and very witty Pass the acid I won't cry at all when you walk right by mе I'd say you can't lose, you'd be a fool, come try me She and I can cover each mood One will be in heat while the other's subdued Married sir, me and her Won't call your club And I'll never drive through Oyster Bay, dear I won't give you away, dear To your Bernice, love If you should die I won't attend the funeral service No need to look so nervous Rest in peace, love When Christmas comes I'll choose your gifts and wrap them When we make plans I won't scream when you scrap them There is nothing I wouldn't do I'll be the perfect little mistress for you Grant my wish, married dish
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Credits
- Writers
- Andrew Lloyd Webber
- Don Black