《I’ve Grown Accustomed To Her Face》歌词

[00:00:13] Damn!Damn!Damn!Damn!

[00:00:18] I've grown accustomed to her face.

[00:00:24] She almost makes the day begin.

[00:00:27] I've grown accustomed to the tune that

[00:00:29] She whistles night and noon.

[00:00:30] Her smiles, her frowns,

[00:00:32] Her ups, her downs

[00:00:34] Are second nature to me now;

[00:00:37] Like breathing out and breathing in.

[00:00:40] I was serenely independent and content before we met;

[00:00:44] Surely I could always be that way again-

[00:00:46] And yet

[00:00:50] I've grown accustomed to her look;

[00:00:53] Accustomed to her voice;

[00:00:55] Accustomed to her face.

[00:01:04] [Spoken

[00:01:04] "Marry Freddy."What an infantile idea. What a heartless,

[00:01:08] Wicked, brainless thing to do. But she'll regret, she'll

[00:01:14] Regret it. It's doomed before they even take the vow!

[00:01:18] [Sung

[00:01:19] I can see her now, Mrs. Freddy Eynsford-Hill

[00:01:23] In a wretched little flat above a store.

[00:01:26] I can see her now, not a penny in the till,

[00:01:29] And a bill collector beating at the door.

[00:01:31] She'll try to teach the things I taught her,

[00:01:34] And end up selling flowers instead.

[00:01:37] Begging for her bread and water,

[00:01:40] While her husband has his breakfast in bed.

[00:01:46] In a year, or so, when she's prematurely grey,

[00:01:50] And the blossom in her cheek has turned to chalk.

[00:01:54] She'll come home, and lo, he'll have upped and run away

[00:01:57] With a social-climbing heiress from New York.

[00:02:00] Poor Eliza. How simply frightful!

[00:02:04] How humiliating!How delightful!

[00:02:08] How poignant it'll be on that inevitable night

[00:02:11] When she hammers on my door in tears and rags.

[00:02:14] Miserable and lonely, repentant and contrite.

[00:02:18] Will I take her in or hurl her to the walls?

[00:02:20] Give her kindness or the treatment she deserves?

[00:02:23] Will I take her back or throw the baggage out?

[00:02:29] But I'm a most forgiving man;

[00:02:32] The sort who never could, ever would,

[00:02:35] Take a position and staunchly never budge.

[00:02:42] A most forgiving man.

[00:02:47] But, I shall never take her back,

[00:02:51] If she were even crawling on her knees.

[00:02:53] Let her promise to atone;

[00:02:55] Let her shiver, let her moan;

[00:02:56] I'll slam the door and let the hell-cat freeze!

[00:03:00] [Spoken

[00:03:02] "Marry Freddy"-h a!

[00:03:03] [Sung

[00:03:16] But I'm so used to hear her say

[00:03:19] "Good morning"ev'ry day.

[00:03:21] Her joys, her woes,

[00:03:24] Her highs, her lows,

[00:03:27] Are second nature to me now;

[00:03:30] Like breathing out and breathing in.

[00:03:34] I'm very grateful she's a woman

[00:03:36] And so easy to forget;

[00:03:38] Rather like a habit

[00:03:40] One can always break-

[00:03:45] And yet,

[00:03:47] I've grown accustomed to the trace

[00:03:51] Of something in the air;

[00:03:54] Accustomed to her face.