On The Street Where You Live

When she mentioned how her aunt bit off the spoon

She completely done me in

And my heart went on a journey to the moon

When she told about her father and the gin

And I never saw a more enchanting farce

Then the moment when she shouted

"move your blooming…"

Housekeeper:Yes,Sir?

Is Miss Doolittle in?

Housekeeper:Whom shall I say is calling?

Freddy Eynsford-Hill.

Oh if she doesn't remember who I am

Tell her I'm the chap who was sniggering at her

Housekeeper:Yes,Sir.

And will you give her these?

Housekeeper:Yes,Sir. Wouldn't you like to come in?

Sir,they're having dinner but you may wait in the hall.

Nono,thank you. I want to drink in the street where she lives.

I have often walked down this street before

But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before

All at once am I several stories high

Knowing I'm on the street where you live

Are there lilac trees in the heart of town

Can you hear a lark in any other part of town

Does enchantment pour out of every door

No,it's just on the street where you live

And ohhh,the towering feeling

Just to know somehow you are near

The overpowering feeling

That any second,you may suddenly appear

People stop and stare. They don't bother me

For there's nowhere else on earth that I would rather be

Let the time go by

I won't care

if I can be here on the street where you live