Elizabeth Sauter, The Woman In His Room Lyrics from "Where's Charley"
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The Woman In His Room Lyricsby Elizabeth Sauter. From Where's Charley The Woman In His Room by Elizabeth Sauter Charley's a nice boy A dear boy, A sweet boy, A fine boy, A good boy Through and through. Charley's a nice boy, A sweet boy, A fine boy, A good boy, So loyal and so true. I am his one girl, The one girl, The one girl, The one girl No other can replace. So when my Charley's far form me I'm content as I can be Just to close my eyes And picture his face And picture his face And picture-picture! That picture, That picture That picture of that woman That picture of that woman on the piano in his room. That picture, That picture That picture of that woman wearing tights And a vulgar ostrich plume. That woman, That woman That hussy of a woman That woman in the picture That woman in his room! Oh! The shock of it! A woman in his room. That woman, that woman I wonder if he's kissed her I wonder if he's kissed her (spoken) Of course, of course I'm such a fool She's probably his sister Just a photograph taken at a masquerade. What a terrible, terrible mistake I've made. Charley's a nice boy, A dear boy, A sweet boy, A fine boy, A good boy Through and through Charley's a nice boy, A sweet boy, A fine boy, A good boy So loyal and so true. I am his one girl The one girl The one girl The one girl no other can replace. (spoken) No other. No other living relative. That's exactly what he said No other living relative except his aunt. For all the rest are dead (spoken) He has no sister! Then exactly who is That woman, that woman That woman in the picture That woman in the picture on the piano in his room. That woman, That woman That woman who I have no doubt Is drenched in a hideous French perfume. That woman, That woman That gaudy, bawdy Venus That woman's come between us That woman in his room Oh! The gall of it. A woman in his room. That woman, that woman For this he'll have to answer For this he'll have to answer. (spoken) Oh, why am I so suspicious. She's probably some dancer. Just a lady my Charley doesn't even know. Just the cover of a program Of some London show. Charley's a nice boy, A dear boy, A sweet boy, A fine boy, A good boy through and through I shall be patiently waiting When Charley returns from that urgent Rendezvous. (spoken) A French word. I've seen it in a novel. Rendezvous. Meaning... That woman, That woman I know he's with that woman I'm sure he's with that woman on the piano in his room. That woman, That woman That monster of a woman Cast a spell over my intended groom. It's ended, all ended. They're up there sweetly sighing And I thought love undying Had just begun to bloom. Oh! The shame of it. A woman in his room. [Thanks to Rachel M. for lyrics]
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