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Where Is the Life That Late I Led?

Howard Keel2020年5月15日

Where Is the Life That Late I Led? 歌詞

Where Is the Life That Late I Led? - Howard Keel

Since I reached the charming age of puberty

And began to think of feminine curls

 

Like a show that's typically Shuberty

 

I have 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 may all be well

 

But 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 a Toremina

 

And in Firenze where are you Alice

 

Still there in your pretty Itty bitty pity palace

 

And sweet Lucretia so young and gay

 

What scandalous doing'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 Becky wecky oh

 

Could still she be cruising

That amusing Pontevecchio

 

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 drinking

In her stinking pink palazzo

 

And lovely Lisa where are you Lisa

 

You gave a new meaning

To the leaning tower of Piza

 

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've oft been told of nuptial bliss

But what do you do at quarter to two

 

With only a shrew to kiss

So I repeat what first I said

 

 

Where is the life that late I led