Broadway revival (2009) A Little Night Music the Musical - You Must Meet My Wife Lyrics
The song is written by Stephen Sondheim.
FREDRIK: She lightens my sadness, She livens my days, She bursts with a kind of madness My well-ordered ways. My happiest mistake, the ache of my life: You must meet my wife. She bubbles with pleasure, She glows with surprise, Disrupts my accustomed leisure And ruffles my ties. I don't know even now quite how it began. You must meet my wife, my Anne. One thousand whims to which I give in, Since her smallest tear turns me ashen. I never dreamed that I could live in So completely demented, contented a fashion. So sunlike, so winning, So unlike a wife. I do think that I'm beginning To show signs of life. Don't ask me how at my age one still can grow-- If you met my wife, you'd know.
DESIREE [speaking]: Dear Fredrik, I'm just longing to meet her. Sometime.
FREDRIK: She sparkles...
DESIREE: How pleasant.
FREDRIK: She twinkles...
DESIREE: How nice.
FREDRIK: Her youth is a sort of present--
DESIREE: Whatever the price.
FREDRIK: The incandescent--what?--the--
DESIREE [offering a cigarette]: Light?
FREDRIK: --of my life. You must meet my wife.
DESIREE: Yes, I must. I really must. Now--
FREDRIK: She flutters.
DESIREE: How charming.
FREDRIK: She twitters.
DESIREE: My word!
FREDRIK: She floats.
DESIREE: Isn't that alarming? What is she, a bird?
FREDRIK: She makes me feel I'm--what?--
DESIREE: A very old man.
FREDRIK: Yes--no!
DESIREE: No?
FREDRIK: But--
DESIREE: I must meet your Gertrude.
FREDRIK: My Anne.
DESIREE: Sorry--Anne.
FREDRIK: She loves my voice, my walk, my mustache, The cigar, in fact, that I'm smoking. She'll watch me puff until it's just ash, Then she'll save the cigar butt.
DESIREE: Bizarre, but You're joking.
FREDRIK: She dotes on--
DESIREE: Your dimple.
FREDRIK: My snoring.
DESIREE: How dear.
FREDRIK: The point is, she's really simple.
DESIREE: Yes, that much seems clear.
FREDRIK: She gives me funny names--
DESIREE: Like?
FREDRIK: "Old Dry-as-Dust."
DESIREE: Wouldn't she just?
FREDRIK: You must meet my wife.
DESIREE: Yes, I must, yes, I must.
FREDRIK: A sea of whims that I submerge in, Yet so loveable in repentance. Unfortunately still a virgin, But you can't force a flower--
DESIREE: Don't finish that sentence! She's monstrous!
FREDRIK: She's frightened.
DESIREE: Unfeeling!
FREDRIK: Unversed. She'd strike you as unenlightened--
DESIREE: No, I'd strike her first.
FREDRIK: Her reticence, her apprehension--
DESIREE: Her crust!
FREDRIK: No!
DESIREE: Yes!
FREDRIK: No!
DESIREE: Fredrik!
FREDRIK: You must meet my wife.
DESIREE: Let me get my hat and my knife!
FREDRIK: What was that?
DESIREE: I must meet your wife.
FREDRIK: DESIREE: Yes, you must. Yes, I must.
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SYNOPSIS Now Later Soon The Glamorous Life Remember? You Must Meet My Wife Liaisons In Praise Of Women Every Day A Little Death A Weekend In The Country Night Waltz 1- The Sun Won't Set Night Waltz 2 - The Sun Sits Low It Would Have Been Wonderful Perpetual Anticipation Send In The Clowns The Miller's Son Finale
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