It Couldn't Please Me More

Herr Schultz, can I believe what I see?
But this- this is too much to accept
It's so rare, so costly, so luxurious

If you brought me diamonds
If you brought me pearls
If you brought me roses
Like some other gents
Might bring to other girls
It couldn't please me more
Than the gift I see
A pineapple for me

If in your emotion
You began to sway
Went to get some air
Or grabbed a chair
To keep from fainting dead away
It couldn't please me more
Than to see you cling
To the pineapple I bring

Ah, I can hear Hawaiian breezes blow
Ah, it's from California
Even so
How am I to thank you?
Kindly let it pass
Would you like a slice?
That might be nice
But frankly it would give me gas
Then we shall leave it here
Not to eat, but see
A pineapple
For me
From me
Ah

But you must not bring me anymore pineapples
Do you hear?
It- it is not proper
It is a gift a young man would bring to his lady-love
It makes me blush
But there is no one, no one in all of Berlin who is more deserving
If I could, I would fill your entire room with pineapples

A pineapple
For you
From you
Ah
Ah

I think I will lie down for a few moments
My head is spinning
Fraülein Schneider
Good evening
Good evening, Herr Schultz
I am overwhelmed



Credits
Writer(s): John Kander, Fred Ebb
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