Shall I Tell You What I Think Of You? piano leadsheet with chords

Your servant!

Your servant!

Indeed I'm not your servant (although you give me less than servant's pay).

I'm a free and independent employé,

employee.

Be cause I'm a woman, you think like ev'ry woman I have to be a slave or concubine.

You conceited, selfindulgent liber tine, liberee.

Betine. How I wish I'd called him that,

right to his face!

Libertine! And while we're on the subject,

sire, there are certain goings on around this place,

that I wish to tell you I do not admire.

I do not like polygamy or e ven mod'rate bigamy.

(I realize that in your eyes that clear ly makes a prig o' me.)

But I am from a civilized land called Wales,

where men like you are kept in county gaols!

In your pursuit of pleasure, you have mis tresses who treasure you.

(They have no ken of other men beside whom they can measure you.)

A flock of sheep and you are the only Wales,

where men like you are kept in county gaols!

In ram.

No wonder you're the wonder of Siam!

The children, the children, I'll not forget the children,

no matter where I go I'll always see those little faces looking up at me.

Your Majesty.

Shall I tell you what I think of you?

You're spoiled!

You're a conscientious worker, but you're spoiled.

Giving credit where it's due, there is much I like in you,

but it's also very true that you're spoiled!

Ev'ry body's always bowing to the King!

Ev'rybody has to grovel to the King!

By your Buddha you are blessed,

by your ladies you're caressed, but the one who loves you best (is the spoiled!

Ev'ryKing!)

All that bowing and kowtowing to remind you of your royalty I find a most disgusting exhibition.

I wouldn't ask a Siamese cat to demonstrate his loyalty by taking that ridiculous position.

How would you like it if you were a man playing the part of a toad?

Crawling around on your elbows and knees,

eating the dust in the road!

Toads! Toads!

All of your people are toads!

Yes, your Majesty!

No, your Majesty!

Tell us how low to go,

your Majesty.

make some more decrees, your Majesty.

Don't let us off of our knees,

your Majesty.

Give us a kick if you please,

your Majesty.

Give us a kick if you would,

your Majesty.