Do I Hear a Waltz?: This Week Americans

Last week the Germans

You can keep the Germans

Always cheap, the Germans

Even on a trip

Sweet, not the Germans

Sweat a lot, the Germans

Full of smiles, the Germans

Don't expect a tip

But this week Americans

Open-armed Americans

I am charmed, Americans

Welcome, welcome, welcome

I love Americans

The pleasure is mine

Remember, no breakfast after half past nine

Next week the English

You should see the English

All that tea, the English

Thirsty, I suppose

Good eggs, the English

Rotten legs, the English

All those teeth, the English

Rows and rows and rows

But this week Americans

More than kind Americans

Much maligned Americans

Welcome, welcome, welcome

I love Americans

And my home is yours

I can't be responsible

So lock your doors

Then come Parisians

Full of food, Parisians

Always rude, Parisians

Everyone a sneak

Perfumed Parisians

Over groomed Parisians

Middle class Parisians

Far more cheek than chic

But this week Americans

Generous Americans

Never fuss Americans

Welcome, welcome, welcome

Thank you, Americans

For coming to stay

(Spoken)

Giovanna, cretina! Il formaggio è per questa sera

L'hanno già pagato! Portala via, stupida! Vattene!

(Sung)

How charming my guests are from the U.S.A

No alcoholic Swedes

No double-dealing Russians

No Spaniards with their beads

And their deafening discussions

No narcissistic Greeks

They're worse than the Italians

With overblown physiques

And St. Christopher medallions

No millionaire Brazilians

Who somehow never pay

I much prefer the millions from the U.S.A