Just You Wait Songtext
von Alan Jay Lerner
Just You Wait Songtext
Just you wait, Henry Higgins, just you wait
You′ll be sorry but your tears will be too late
You'll be broke and I′ll have money
Will I help you, don't be funny
Just you wait, Henry Higgins, just you wait
Just you wait, Henry Higgins 'till you′re sick
And you screams to fetch a doctor double quick
I′ll be off a second later
And go straight to the theater
Oh oh oh, Henry Higgins, just you wait
Ooh, Henry Higgins
Just you wait until we're swimming in the sea
Ooh, Henry Higgins
And you get a cramp a little way from me
When you yell you′re going to drown
I'll get dressed and go to town
Oh oh oh, Henry Higgins, oh oh oh, Henry Higgins
Just you wait
One day I′ll be famous, I'll be proper and prim Go to St. James so often I shall call it St. Jim
One evening the King will say Eliza, old thing
I want all of England your praises to sing
Next week on the 20th of May
I proclaim Eliza Doolittle Day
All the people will celebrate the glory of you
And whatever you wish and want I gladly will do
Thanks a lot, King, says I, in a manner well bred
But all I want is Henry Higgins′ Head
Done, says the king with stroke
Guard, run and bring in the bloke
Then they'll march you, Henry Higgins, to the wall
And the king will tell Eliza, sound the call
As they lift their rifles higher
I'll shout ready, aim, fire
Oh oh oh, Henry Higgins
Down you′ll go, Henry Higgins
Just you wait
You′ll be sorry but your tears will be too late
You'll be broke and I′ll have money
Will I help you, don't be funny
Just you wait, Henry Higgins, just you wait
Just you wait, Henry Higgins 'till you′re sick
And you screams to fetch a doctor double quick
I′ll be off a second later
And go straight to the theater
Oh oh oh, Henry Higgins, just you wait
Ooh, Henry Higgins
Just you wait until we're swimming in the sea
Ooh, Henry Higgins
And you get a cramp a little way from me
When you yell you′re going to drown
I'll get dressed and go to town
Oh oh oh, Henry Higgins, oh oh oh, Henry Higgins
Just you wait
One day I′ll be famous, I'll be proper and prim Go to St. James so often I shall call it St. Jim
One evening the King will say Eliza, old thing
I want all of England your praises to sing
Next week on the 20th of May
I proclaim Eliza Doolittle Day
All the people will celebrate the glory of you
And whatever you wish and want I gladly will do
Thanks a lot, King, says I, in a manner well bred
But all I want is Henry Higgins′ Head
Done, says the king with stroke
Guard, run and bring in the bloke
Then they'll march you, Henry Higgins, to the wall
And the king will tell Eliza, sound the call
As they lift their rifles higher
I'll shout ready, aim, fire
Oh oh oh, Henry Higgins
Down you′ll go, Henry Higgins
Just you wait
Writer(s): Alan Jay Lerner, Frederick Loewe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com