Lyrics George's Flat In Paris - Laurel Ford, Michael Ball, Ann Crumb

George's Flat In Paris

You should have phoned
Your uncle isn’t here
I might have guessed!
And such a splendid uniform!
(looking around the flat)
The same old paintings
Madame will be so thrilled to meet you
I’ll go and tell her
«Giulietta Trapani»
Life has changed!
Since those two met
He lives life to the full!
Well, good for him!
She has made him young again!
Where is he now, then?
He’s doing up the country villa
They plan to live there
Now, tell me, do you still like omelettes?
Won’t be a moment!
And so he got his wicked way with that Italian girl
He hasn’t lost his touch
Well, hello
I should have known
Where you were hiding
You like the good life
George likes trinkets!
God, what a fool
I was to love you!
What was all my searching for?
It’s never hard to find a whore!
Well, if it makes you happy, think it
You scheming bitch
The truth is we’re a perfect pair
Because he’s rich
Shout and scream
I don’t care
You could have let me know!
Your uncle’s shown me new horizons
Well, didn’t I?
And as a lover he is perfect too
Another lie!
He takes his time
Unlike you
I wasn’t good enough?
Why can’t you listen
And come to your senses?
It’s George
I really love George
He’s made me a
Better, fuller, stronger person
I have never been as happy!
Or, indeed, as wealthy
Look, I don’t need your uncle’s money!
And I could have a thousand lovers!
Yet I’ve been faithful and I’m happy
More faithful than he’ll ever be:
It’s not as if he’s married me!
I’d better go
I’m sorry
It was a shock
Try and understand
And it won’t hurt you so much
At least admit you loved me once
Of course I did
I may even love you now
George gives me so much
But he gets so little from me
But with you I made an impression
That will last you a lifetime