All I want is a room somewhere
Far away from the cold night air...
Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
Lots of chocolate for me to eat
Lots of coal makin' lots of heat
Warm face, warm hands, warm feet
Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
Oh, so lovely sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still
I would never budge till spring
crept over me window sill
Someone's head restin' on my knee
Warm and tender as he can be
Who takes good care of me
Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly,
loverly,
loverly...
Each evening, from December to December,
before you drift to sleep upon your cot,
think back on all the tales that you remember
of Camelot.
Ask ev'ry person if he's heard the story,
and tell it strong and clear if he has not,
that once there was a fleeting wisp of glory
called Camelot.
Camelot!
Where once it never rained till after sundown,
By 8 a.m. the morning fog had flown...
Don't let it be forgot
that once there was a spot
for one brief shining moment
that was known as Camelot!
I could have danced all night!
I could have danced all night
and still have begged for more.
I could have spread my wings
and done a thousand things
I've never done before.
I'll never know what made it so exciting,
why all at once my heart took flight.
I only
know when he
began to dance with me,
I could have danced, danced, danced
all night!
[applause]