Veronique Lyrics

LILY
Pardon me, but I'll be late -
I have to catch my subway train.
Pardon me, and thanks a lot,
But Mr. Jaffee... you're insane.

OSCAR
Goodbye...

LILY
Pardon me, I've got my folks -
What I earn, it pays the rent.
Pardon me and thanks a lot,
But Mr. Jaffee... I'm content.

OSCAR
(Spoken) Uh-huh

LILY
(Spoken) Do you really think I can do it?

OSCAR
(spoken) Here! Read.

LILY
(spoken) General Otto Von Bismarck's quarters outside Paris.
Enter Veronique La Rue in her simple garb: A singer of the streets.
Smarting under her refusal to give herself to him, Bismarck threatens to destroy Paris.
Veronique feels her power and stands her ground with fiery pride. "Fiery pride!"� I can't do this!
What does Mildred Plotka know about fiery pride?
OSCAR
(Spoken) Who is Mildred Plotka? LILY GARLAND,
I want the same fire and pride with which you demanded your twenty cents! Go on. Continue.

LILY
(almost entirely expressionless) Veronique, she wink an eye;
Veronique, the bullets fly;
Veronique, she close the door
and start the Franco-Prussian war.
Veronique, the femme fatale;
Veronique, the fleur-de-mal;
Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique!

OSCAR:
Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique!

LILY
Veronique, she wink an eye;
Veronique, the bullets fly;
Veronique, she close the door
And start the Franco-Prussian war.
Veronique, the femme fatale;
Veronique, the fleur-de-mal;
Veronique, shut Bismarck out
And make the population shout.
"Save our city:
Let old Bismarck have a look.
Save our Paris:
You look good in history book."�
Ah, but Veronique
Won't let him have a peek.
Paris fall in boom one week.

OSCAR & LILY
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique!

LILY
Veronique, "Let Bismarck in,
Notre Dame says 'that's no sin'"�.
Emperor says "please come through
And France will make a saint of you."�
Veronique, upon it's knee,
See the whole academy.
Veronique, e coutes toi
The French Intelligentia
And her papa say
"Do it for your country's sake."�
And her mama say
"Do it and I bake a cake."�
You can lift the siege
If you will lift your dress.
Veronique, she won't say yes!
Oui Ja Da, ooh la la
Veronique, she snap her fan;
Veronique, she make a plan;
Veronique: "I save the town,
But I don't do it lying down."�
Veronique, with fiery pride;
Veronique, she turn the tide;
Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique! Veronique!
Veronique, she face the Hun;
Veronique, she face the gun;
Veronique, she start to dance
While shouting bravely "Vive La France!"�
Veronique, a sudden hush;
Veronique, shout "Kill the Boche!"�
Suddenly a shot, then two
And she fall lifeless down la rue...
But her spirit dances on above the fray
Liberte, egalite, fraternite,
France is saved and freedom once again can speak
All because of Veronique!
Veronique, Veronique, Veronique, Veronique
Ah -- - (becomes an obligato)
She close the door
She start the war
She won't say yes
Won't lift her dress
She save the town
She don't lie down
She turn the tide
With fiery pride
Vive la France
Vive la France

VERONIQUE AND SOLDIERS Vive la France!