Only For Him / Only For You

Jesus, what a crowd
Nervous?
Just a bit
Kid, look who you are
The headline act
A major star
You're already a hit
Got a match?
Wonder what he'll think
The boss?
Ha, if he's even here
Honey, please, he's here
And in just two days
He'll be there tossing you bouquets
At our gala premiere
Picture it
The cream of Manhattan
Celebrities, millionaires
Watching you
I'll be waiting in the wing
Wound up tighter than a spring
As the house begins to dim
And I'll practice every line
Hoping desperately to shine
Shining only for him
Just imagine how they'll cheer
At the moment you appear
Stepping out before the scrim
Let them whoop and let them call
I won't hear the crowd at all
No, it's only for him
Tell me how I look
Fine
Just fine?
What about my hair?
Beautiful
You swear?
Trust me, once the boss sees
How you put that song across
Hell, he ain't got a prayer
Oh, you mean it?
You'll stand proud into the light
Looking lovely
Burning bright
All vitality and vive
Aha, and I'll rapturously float
Through the melody he wrote
Singing only for him
And before the music dies
Up, the audience will rise
Nearly bursting at the brim
And you'll stand there in the glow
And perhaps, at last he'll know
Girls, hurry up, we're on
Where is she?
Look
(The center)
Just look at the poster
(There, the ooh-la-la girl)
Welcome, each and everyone
To our furvalent of fun
A buffet of bally-who
It's where Coney comes to play
And it's opening today
And it's only for you
And you
And you
And you
Entertainment day and night
Sure to dazzle and delight
And of course we'll be there too
Yooh
We're so happy that you're here
For this season's big premiere
And it's only for you
Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Megan Giri
The ooh-la-la girl
Five shows daily only here at Phantasma
And now the aerial [Incomprehensible]
Of the fabulous Miss Fleck
[Incomprehensible]
How was I?
Tell me
Meg, you were just perfect
And I say that not only as your mother but as your producer
Was he watching?
I'm sure he was, I'm sure he'll have much to say
About how much you've progressed
By the way, it seems you have an admirer, a certain Mr.Thompson
Is he important?



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Lloyd-webber, Glenn Slater
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