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Of Thee I Sing - JILTED Lyrics



Of Thee I Sing - JILTED Lyrics




DIANA:
Jilted, jilted,
I'm a flow'r that's wilted;
Blighted, blighted,
Till the wrong is righted;

Broken, broken
By a man soft-spoken;
Faded, faded-
Heaven knows why!

When man are deceivers, I'm afraid
'Tis sad to be a trusting maid.
Jilted, jilted, jilted am I.
Oh, what is there left but to die?

ENSEMBLE:
Jilted, jilted,
She's a flower that's wilted;
Blighted, blighted,
Till the wrong is righted;

Broken, broken
By a man soft-spoken;
Faded, faded-
Heaven knows why!

Just as in the Frankie and Johnny song,
He done her wrong, he done her wrong.

ENSEMBLE:
Jilted, jilted, jilted is she!
Oh, what is there left but to dee?
Boo-hoo! Boo-hoo! Boo-hoo!

THROTTLE:
And now, Mr. President, what have you to say for yourself?

WINTERGREEN:
Impeach me! Fine me! Jail me! Sue me!
My Mary's love means much more to me!

THROTTLE:
Enough! Enough! We want no preachment!
It's time to vote on his impeachment!

ALL:
It's time to vote on his impeachment!

SENATORIAL ROLL CALL (CONTINUED)

THROTTLE:
The Senator from Minnesota?

SENATOR:
Guilty!

THROTTLE:
Check!
The Senator from North Dakota?

SENATOR:
Guilty!

THROTTLE:
Check!
The Senator from Louisiana?

SENATOR:
Guilty!

THROTTLE:
Check!
The Senator who's from Montana?

SENATOR:
Guilty!

[MARY BREAKS INTO THE ROOM]

MARY:
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Before you go any further,
With your permission,
I must tell you of my husband's delicate condition.

ENSEMBLE:
Delicate condition!
What do you mean?

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DIANA:
Jilted, jilted,
I'm a flow'r that's wilted;
Blighted, blighted,
Till the wrong is righted;

Broken, broken
By a man soft-spoken;
Faded, faded-
Heaven knows why!

When man are deceivers, I'm afraid
'Tis sad to be a trusting maid.
Jilted, jilted, jilted am I.
Oh, what is there left but to die?

ENSEMBLE:
Jilted, jilted,
She's a flower that's wilted;
Blighted, blighted,
Till the wrong is righted;

Broken, broken
By a man soft-spoken;
Faded, faded-
Heaven knows why!

Just as in the Frankie and Johnny song,
He done her wrong, he done her wrong.

ENSEMBLE:
Jilted, jilted, jilted is she!
Oh, what is there left but to dee?
Boo-hoo! Boo-hoo! Boo-hoo!

THROTTLE:
And now, Mr. President, what have you to say for yourself?

WINTERGREEN:
Impeach me! Fine me! Jail me! Sue me!
My Mary's love means much more to me!

THROTTLE:
Enough! Enough! We want no preachment!
It's time to vote on his impeachment!

ALL:
It's time to vote on his impeachment!

SENATORIAL ROLL CALL (CONTINUED)

THROTTLE:
The Senator from Minnesota?

SENATOR:
Guilty!

THROTTLE:
Check!
The Senator from North Dakota?

SENATOR:
Guilty!

THROTTLE:
Check!
The Senator from Louisiana?

SENATOR:
Guilty!

THROTTLE:
Check!
The Senator who's from Montana?

SENATOR:
Guilty!

[MARY BREAKS INTO THE ROOM]

MARY:
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Before you go any further,
With your permission,
I must tell you of my husband's delicate condition.

ENSEMBLE:
Delicate condition!
What do you mean?

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