Don Juan

The man, who's escorting Don Juan to his bride Knows he is courting an impudent pride Think of his jealousy, oh, where will he hide? The man, who's escorting Don Juan to his bride The man, who will cover for Don Juan's old soothsayer Films for a Warner brother or Mister Goldwyn-Meyer Think of his starlet, how much will he pay her? The man, who will cover for Don Juan's old soothsayer An emphas has been reached With the teacher of the rich To quit would be discrete and swift But you know that I can't do that It would be a disaster It would be a disaster I've got this sinking feeling, I'm not dreaming We'll be sorry soon At the end of the day, when everyone's resigned To the heart of the matter and the measures in mind King Zog's back from holiday, Mary Lupescu's gray And King Alexander is dead in Marseille An emphas has been reached With the teacher of the rich To quit would be discrete and swift But you know that I can't do that It would be a disaster It would be a disaster I've got this sinking feeling, I'm not dreaming We'll be sorry soon