Other Pleasures / The First Man You Remember Songtext
von Michael Crawford

Other pleasures
And I′ve known many
Afternoons in warm Venetian squares
Brief encounters, long siestas
Pleasures old and new
Can't compare with you

You amaze me!
Where did you come from?
You do things Champagne could never do
Crystal winters, crimson summers
Other pleasures
I would trade them all for you

I want to be the first man you remember
I want to be the last one you′ll forget
I want to be the one you'll always turn to
I want to be the one you won't regret


May I be first to say you look delightful?
May I be first to dance you round the floor?
The very first to see your face by moonlight?
The very first to walk you to your door?

Well, kind sir, I′d be delighted!
There is nothing I would rather do!
What could be a sweeter memory
Than sharing my first dance with you?

I want to be the first man you remember
The very first to sweep me off my feet
I want to be the one you′ll always turn to
The first to make my young heart miss a beat

Sailing off in the night, on a silver lake
Taking more from this life than I ought to take
Other pleasures
I would trade them all for you

I want to be the one you won't forget