Robert L. Freedman - I Don't Know What I'd Do lyrics

SIBELLA: Monty? Monty! Don't you just love me in pink? Would you please Maybe a flower for my hair? No, no. Yes! No Violet, no attar of roses I think Look, you brought me chocolates! Oh no, I don't dare Do you hate these earrings? Now the truth, don't be kind I don't mind, because I hate them too No, no, no, don't squeeze! Monty, you're a tease Oh Monty look, my shoe I don't know what I'd do without you I have never met another man Who's half as dear as you You're so clever too! And you make me laugh More than anybody Why are other men so dreary, Monty And so deadly dull! No one holds a conversation Half as beautifully as you MONTY: Well actually there is a matter of some urgency I should like to discuss- SIBELLA: You haven't said a word about my dress! You're a brute! Look, see how it moves when I turn 2, 3, 1, 2 It's a bit much for Clapham But nevertheless Maybe just a bite, just to be polite Monty that's too tight Monty that's just right Oh, what I put you through! I don't know what I'd do Oh you know that it's true I don't know what I'd do without you Don't you just love me in pink!