2:37:00
She's an owl sickened
by a few days of my sunshine.
2:37:04
Let her go. I can do without her.
2:37:06
I can do without anyone.
I have my own soul!
2:37:08
My own spark of divine fire!
2:37:15
Bravo, Eliza.
2:37:36
## Damn, damn, damn, damn #
2:37:41
# I've grown accustomed to her face #
2:37:47
# She almost makes the day begin #
2:37:50
# I've grown accustomed to the tune
That she whistles night and noon #
2:37:53
# Her smiles, her frowns
Her ups, her downs #
2:37:57
# Are second nature to me now #
2:38:00
# Like breathing out and breathing in #
2:38:03
# I was serenely independent and content
Before we met #
2:38:07
# Surely I could always be that way again #
2:38:12
# And yet I've grown
Accustomed to her looks #
2:38:17
# Accustomed to her voice #
2:38:19
# Accustomed to her face ##
2:38:37
Marry Freddy.
2:38:39
What an infantile idea. What a heartless,
wicked, brainless thing to do.
2:38:43
But she'll regret it. She'll regret it.
2:38:46
It's doomed before they even take the vow!
2:38:50
## I can see her now
Mrs. Freddy Eynsford-Hill #
2:38:54
# In a wretched little flat above a store #
2:38:57
# I can see her now, not a penny in the till #