Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Did It ( From "my Fair Lady" ), artist - Julie Andrews.
Date of issue: 28.07.2013
Song language: English
You Did It ( From "my Fair Lady" ) |
Pickering Tonight, old man, you did it! |
You did it! |
You did it! |
You said that you would do it, |
And indeed you did. |
I thought that you would rue it; |
I doubted you’d do it. |
But now I must admit it That succeed you did. |
You should get a medal |
Or be even made a knight. |
Henry It was nothing. |
Really nothing. |
Pickering All alone you hurdled |
Ev’ry obstacle in sight. |
Henry Now, wait! |
Now, wait! |
Give credit where it’s due, A lot of the glory goes to you. |
Pickering But you’re the one who did it, |
Who did it, who did it! |
As sturdy as Gibraltar, |
Not a second did you falter. |
There’s no doubt about it, |
You did it! |
I must have aged a year tonight. |
At times I thought I’d die of fright. |
Never was there a momentary lull Henry |
Shortly after we came in I saw at once we’d easily win; |
And after that I found it deadly dull. |
Pickering |
You should have heard the ooh’s and ah’s; |
Ev’ry one wondering who she was. |
Henry |
You’d think they’d never seen a lady before. |
Pickering |
And when the Prince of Transylvania |
Asked to meet her, |
And gave his arm to lead her to the floor!!! |
I said to him: |
You did it! |
You did it! |
You did it! |
They thought she was ecstatic |
And so damned aristocratic, |
And they never knew |
That you |
Did it! |
Henry Thank Heavens for Zoltan Karparthy. |
If it weren’t for him I would have died of boredom. |
He was there, all right. |
And up to his old tricks. |
Mrs. Pearce Karparthy? |
That dreadful Hungarian? |
Was he there? |
Henry Yes. |
That blackguard who uses the science of speech |
More to blackmail and swindle than teach; |
He made it the devilish business of his |
«To find out who this Miss Doolittle is.» |
Ev’ry time we looked around |
There he was, that hairy hound From Budapest. |
Never leaving us alone, Never have I ever known |
A ruder pest Fin’lly I decided it was foolish |
Not to let him have his chance with her. |
So I stepped aside and let him dance with her. |
Oozing charm from ev’ry pore |
He oiled his way around the floor. |
Ev’ry trick that he could play, |
He used to strip her mask away. |
And when at last the dance was done, |
He glowed as if he knew he’d won! |
And with a voice to eager, |
And a smile too broad, He announced to the hostess |
That she was a fraud! |
Mrs. Pearce No! |
Henry Ja wohl! |
Her English is too good, he said, |
Which clearly indicates that she is foreign. |
Whereas others are instructed in their native language |
English people aren’t. |
And although she may have studied with an expert |
Di’lectician and grammarian, I can tell that she was born |
Hungarian! |
Not only Hungarian, but of royal blood, |
She is a princess! |
Servants Congratulations, |
Professor Higgins, For your glorious victory! |
Congratulations, Professor Higgins! |
You’ll be mentioned in history! |
Rest of Servants |
(Simultaneously) Congratulations, Professor Higgins! |
For your glorious Victory! |
Congratulations, |
Professor Higgins! |
Sing hail and hallelujah! |
Ev’ry bit of credit For it all belongs to you! |
Footman (Simultaneously with Rest of Servants) |
This evening, sir, you did it! |
You did it! |
You did it! |
You said that you would do it And indeed you did. |
This evening, sir, you did it! |
You did it! |
You did it! |
We know that we have said it, |
But-you did it and the credit |
For it all belongs to you! |