Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where Is The Life That Late I Led - Seven Brides For Seven Brothers, artist - Soundtrack Band. Album song Siete Novias Para Siete Hermanos, in the genre Саундтреки
Date of issue: 16.04.2009
Record label: Open
Song language: English
Where Is The Life That Late I Led - Seven Brides For Seven Brothers |
When at first aware of masculinity |
I began to finger feminine curls |
I became the toast of my vicinity |
For I always had a multitude of girls |
But now that a married man at last am I |
How aware of my dear departed past am I |
Where is the life that late I led? |
Where is it now? |
Totally dead! |
Where is the fun I used to find? |
Where has it gone? |
Gone with the wind! |
A married life may all be well |
But raising an heir |
Could never compare |
With raising a bit of hell |
So I repeat what first I said |
Where is the life that late I… |
(Bridge 1) |
In dear Milano, where are you Momo? |
Still selling those pictures |
Of the Scriptures |
In the Duomo? |
And Carolina, where are you, 'lina? |
Still peddling your pizza |
In the streets-a |
Taormina? |
And in Firenze, where are you Alice? |
Still there in your pretty |
Itty-bitty pity |
Palace? |
And sweet Lucretia, so young and gay |
What scandalous doings |
In the ruins |
Of Pompeii |
Where is the life that late I led? |
Where is it now? |
Totally dead! |
Where is the fun I used to find? |
Where has it gone? |
Gone with the wind! |
The marriage game is quite all right |
Yes during the day |
It’s easy to play |
But oh what a bore at night |
So I repeat what first I said |
Where is the life that late I… |
(Bridge 2) |
Where is Rebecca? |
My Becky-wecky-oh |
Could still she be cruising |
That amusing |
Ponte Vecchio? |
Where is Fedora, the wild virago? |
It’s lucky I missed her |
Gangster sister |
From Chicago |
Where is Venetia, who loved to chat so? |
Could still she be drinking |
In her stinking |
Pink palazzo? |
And lovely Lisa, where are you Lisa? |
You gave a new meaning |
To the Leaning |
Tower of Pisa |
Where is the life that late I led? |
Where is it now? |
Totally dead! |
Where is the fun I used to find? |
Where has it gone? |
Gone with the wind! |
I’ve oft been told of nuptial bliss |
But what do you do |
At quarter to two |
With only a shrew to kiss? |
So I repeat what first I said |
Where is the life that late I led |