My Fair Lady movie - I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face lyrics
rate me<br>
[In the street and Higgins is hurrying home in a huff.]<br>
HIGGINS<br>
Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!<br>
I've grown accustomed to her face. <br>
She almost makes the day begin.<br>
I've grown accustomed to the tune that<br>
She whistles night and noon.<br>
Her smiles, her frowns,<br>
Her ups, her downs<br>
Are second nature to me now;<br>
Like breathing out and breathing in.<br>
I was serenely independent and content before we met;<br>
Surely I could always be that way again-<br>
And yet <br>
I've grown accustomed to her look; <br>
Accustomed to her voice; <br>
Accustomed to her face. <br>
<br>
[Spoken]<br>
"Marry Freddy." What an infantile idea. What a heartless, <br>
wicked, brainless thing to do. But she'll regret, she'll <br>
regret it. It's doomed before they even take the vow!<br>
<br>
[Sung]<br>
I can see her now, Mrs. Freddy Eynsford-Hill <br>
In a wretched little flat above a store.<br>
I can see her now, not a penny in the till,<br>
And a bill collector beating at the door.<br>
She'll try to teach the things I taught her,<br>
And end up selling flowers instead.<br>
Begging for her bread and water,<br>
While her husband has his breakfast in bed. <br>
In a year, or so, when she's prematurely grey, <br>
And the blossom in her cheek has turned to chalk. <br>
She'll come home, and lo, he'll have upped and run away <br>
With a social-climbing heiress from New York. <br>
Poor Eliza. How simply frightful!<br>
How humiliating! How delightful!<br>
How poignant it'll be on that inevitable night <br>
When she hammers on my door in tears and rags.<br>
Miserable and lonely, repentant and contrite.<br>
Will I take her in or hurl her to the walls?<br>
Give her kindness or the treatment she deserves?<br>
Will I take her back or throw the baggage out?<br>
<br>
But I'm a most forgiving man; <br>
The sort who never could, ever would, <br>
Take a position and staunchly never budge. <br>
A most forgiving man. <br>
But, I shall never take her back, <br>
If she were even crawling on her knees. <br>
Let her promise to atone; <br>
Let her shiver, let her moan; <br>
I'll slam the door and let the hell-cat freeze!<br>
<br>
[Spoken]<br>
"Marry Freddy"-h a! <br>
<br>
[Sung]<br>
But I'm so used to hear her say <br>
"Good morning" ev'ry day. <br>
Her joys, her woes, <br>
Her highs, her lows, <br>
Are second nature to me now; <br>
Like breathing out and breathing in. <br>
I'm very grateful she's a woman <br>
And so easy to forget; <br>
Rather like a habit <br>
One can always break- <br>
And yet, <br>
I've grown accustomed to the trace <br>
Of something in the air; <br>
Accustomed to her face.<br>
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