制作
出演艺人
STEPHEN SONDHEIM
表演者
作曲和作词
STEPHEN SONDHEIM
作曲
George Furth
作词
歌词
Darling—
Yes?
Robert—
What?
I worry
Why?
He's all alone
Hmm
There's no one—
Where?
In his life
Oh
Robert ought to have a woman
Poor baby, all alone
Evening after evening by the telephone—
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby
David—
Yes?
Robert—
What?
I worry
Why?
It's such a waste
Hmm
There's no one—
Where?
In his life
Oh
Robert ought to have a woman
Poor baby, sitting there
Staring at the walls and playing solitaire
Making conversation with the empty air—
Poor baby
Robert...
Bobby...
Robert, angel...
Bobby, honey...
You know no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But isn't she a little bit, well
You know...? (You know)
Face it (No one)
Why her? (Wants you to be happy more than I do)
Better (No one)
No one (But)
Isn't she a little bit, well
You know (You know)
Face it— (No one)
Why these (Wants you to be happy) (Why her?)
Meaningless (I do) (Better) (You know)
Relationships (No one) (No one) (No one)
They can't make you (But isn't she a) (Wants you to be)
Happy (Little bit, well) (Happy more than)
But you know (You know) (I do)
Better (Better) (No one. But) (Face it)
Isn't she a little bit, well—
Dumb?
Tacky?
Vulgar?
Old?
Tall?
Aggressive?
Neurotic?
Where is she from?
And cheap?
Peculiar?
She's tall enough to be your mother
She seems so dead
And gross and
She's very weird
Depressing and
And immature?
Goliath...
Poor baby
All alone
Throw a lonely dog a bone
It's still a bone
We're the only tenderness
He's ever known
Poor baby...
Written by: George Furth, Stephen Sondheim