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The King And I Miscellaneous Shall I Tell You What I Think Of You? ANNA Your servant! Your servant! Indeed I'm not you servant -- Although you give me less than servant's pay -- I'm a free and independent employ [pronounced "employay"]...(sigh) employee. Because I'm a woman You think, like ev'ry woman I have to be a slave or concubine. You conceited, self-indulgent libertine! ...(sigh) libertine! [pronounced "liberteen"] How I wish I called him that! Right to his face! Libertine! And while we're on the subject, sire, There are certain goings on around this place That I wish to tell you I do not admire: I do not like polygamy Or even moderate bigamy I realize That in your eyes That clearly makes a prig o' me. But I am from a civilized land called Wales! Where men like you are locked in county jails! In your pursuit of pleasure, you Have mistresses who treasure you They have no ken of other men Beside whom they can measure you A flock of sheep and you're the only ram No wonder you're the wonder of Siam! (Spoken) I'm rather glad I didn't say that... not with the women right there...and the children (Singing) The children, the children, I'll not forget the children, No matter where I go I'll always see Those little faces looking up at me... At first, when I started to teach, They were shy and remained out of reach, But lately I've thought One or two have been caught By a word I have said Or a sentence I've read And I've heard an occasional question That implied, at least, a suggestion That the work I've been trying to do Was beginning to show with a few... That Prince Chululongkorn Is very like his father. He's stubborn-but inquisitive and smart... I must leave this place before they break my heart I must leave this place before they break my heart! Goodness! I had no idea it was so late. Shall It tell you what I think of you? You're spoiled! You're a conscientious worker But your spoiled. Giving credit where it's due There is much I like in you But it's also very true That your spoiled! Everybody's always bowing to the King Everybody has to grovel to the King. By your Buddha you are blessed By your ladies you're caressed, But the one who loves you best is the King. All that bowing and kow-towing To remind you of your royalty, I find a most disgusting exhibition. I wouldn't ask a Siamese cat To demonstrate his loyalty By taking this ridiculous position How would you like it if you were a man Playing the part of a toad. Crawling around on your elbows and knees. Eating the dust of the road!... Toads! Toads! All of your people are toads! Yes, Your Majesty; No, Your Majesty. Tell us how low to go, Your Majesty; Make some more decrees, Your Majesty, Don't let us up off out knees, Your Majesty. Give us a kick, if you please Your Majesty Give us a kick, if you would, Your Majesty Oh, That was good, Your Majesty! |
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