I Really Like Him - Man Of La Mancha/1965 Original Broadway Cast/Remastered

Why do you follow him?

That's easy to explain
It's because
Because
(Why?)

I like him
I really like him
Tear out my fingernails one by one
I like him

I don't have
A very good reason
Since I've been with him
Cuckoo nuts have been
In season

But there's nothing I can do
Chop me up for onion stew
Still, I yell to the sky
Though I can't tell you why
That I like him

(But what do you get out of it?)
What do I get? Ooh
Why, already I've gotten
I've gotten
(You've gotten nothing!
Why do you do it?)

I like him
I really like him
Pluck me naked as a scalded chicken
I like him

Don't ask me
For why or wherefore
'Cause I don't have a single good because
Or therefore

You can barbecue my nose
Make a giblet of my toes
Make me freeze, make me fry
Make me sigh, make me cry
Still I yell to the sky
Though I can't tell you why
That I like him



Credits
Writer(s): Mitch Leigh, Joseph Darion
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