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Where Is the Life That Late I Led?

Howard Keel, Betty Hutton, Red SkeltonInvalid date

Where Is the Life That Late I Led? Lyrics

Where Is the Life That Late I Led? - Howard Keel/Betty Hutton/Red Skelton

When at first aware of masculinity

 

I began to finger feminine curls

 

I became the toast of my vicinity

 

For I always had a multitude of girls

 

But now that a married man

 

At last am I

 

How aware of my dear

Departed past am I

 

Where is the life that late I led

 

Where is it now

 

Totally dead

 

Where is the fun I used to find

 

Where has it gone

 

Gone with the wind

 

A married life is just a pain

 

And raising an heir

Could never compare

With raising a bit of hell

 

So I repeat what first I said

 

Where is the life that late I

 

In dear Milano where are you Momo

 

Still selling those pictures

 

Of the Scriptures in the Duomo

 

And Carolina where are you Lina

 

Still peddling your pizza

 

In the streets o' Taormina

 

And in Firenze where are you Alice

 

Still there in your pretty

 

Itty bitty Pitti Palace

 

And sweet Lucretia

 

So young and gay-ee

 

What's scandalous doin's

 

In the ruins of Pompeii

 

Where is the life that late I led

 

Where is it now

 

Totally dead

 

Where is the fun I used to find

 

Where has it gone

 

Gone with the wind

 

The marriage game is quite all right

 

Yes during the day

It's easy to play

But oh what a bore at night

So I repeat what first I said

 

Where is the life that late I

 

Where is Rebecca my Becki weckio

 

Could still she'd be cruising

That amusing Ponte Vecchio

 

Where is Fedora the wild virago

 

It's lucky I missed her gangster sister

From Chicago

 

Where is Venetia who loved to chat so

 

Could still she be drinkin'

 

In her stinkin' pink palazzo

 

And lovely Lisa where are you Lisa

 

You gave a new meaning

 

To the leaning tower of Pisa

 

Where is the life that late I led

 

Where is it now

 

Totally dead

 

Where is the fun I used to find

 

Where has it gone

 

Gone with the wind

 

I oft been told of nuptial bliss

 

But what do you do

 

A quarter to two

 

With only a shrew to kiss

 

So I repeat what first I said

 

 

Where is the life that late I led