You Are Woman, I Am Man

NICK: You are woman, I am man
You are smaller, so I can be taller than,
You are softer to the touch,
It's a feeling I like feeling very much.
You are someone I've admired,
Still, our friendship
Leaves something to be desired.
Does it take more explanation than this?
You are woman, I am man--
Let's kiss.
FANNY: Isn't this the height of nonchalance,
Furnishing a bed in restaurants?
Well, a bit of dinner never hurt,
But guess who is gonna be dessert?
Do good girls do just what mama says,
When mama's not around?
It's a feeling,
Oy vey, what a feeling.
NICK: A bit of pate?
FANNY: I drink it all day!
Should I do the things he'll tell me to?
In this pickle what would Sadie do?
In my soul I feel an inner lack,
Just suppose he wants his dinner back?
Just some dried-out toast in a sliver
On the top a... a little chopped liver.
How many girls become a sinner
While waiting for a roast beef dinner?
Though most girls slip in ordinary ways
I got style--I do it bordelaise.
Well at least you think I'm special--
You ordered à la carte.
It's a feeling, I like feeling very...
I feel the feeling down to my toes
Now I feel that there's a fire here,
Try that once a little higher, dear,
What a beast to ruin such a pearl!
Would a convent take a Jewish girl?
NICK: Does it take more explanation than this?
FANNY: Ooo the thrills and chills going through me
If I stop him now,
Can he sue me
NICK: You are woman.
FANNY: You are man.
NICK: Let's...