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"We Are Women" from Candide
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"We Are Women"
from Candide in Concert with the New York Philharmonic (filmed for TV)
with Paul Groves, Kristin "Life Is Happiness Indeed"
from Candide in Concert with the New York Philharmonic (filmed for TV)
with Paul Groves, Kristin Chenoweth, Patti LuPone, Sir Thomas Allen, Jeff Blumenkrantz, Janine LaManna
2005
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Tags for this video: Allen are Blumenkrantz Candide Chenoweth Groves Janine Jeff Kristin LaManna LuPone Patti Paul Thomas We women
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-sulie
-sulie
-sulie
i was going to write my name but wrote kristin! but i erased it and put mine.
and noone can sing like kristen!
A pair of nymphs from fairyland
And every day in every way our charms expand!
You may add, if you wish, to that growing list
A mouth so fair, it must be kissed
And parts we cannot mention but we know exist
In a rich abundancy
Not a man ever born ever could resist
A pretty little thing like me
We are women! We are women!
We are little, little women,
Little little little women are we!
We've Giotto hands
CUNEGONDE
We've Giotti hands
OLD LADY
da Vinci smiles
CUNEGONDE
and Mona Lisa smiles
OLD LADY, CUNEGONDE
We are brava divina to balletophiles
Not a man ever born ever could resist
A well-turned calf, a slender wrist
A silhouette as airy as the morning mist
And a dainty dimpled knee
CUNEGONDE
Every male I may meet must acclaim for weeks
My twinkling thighs, my flaxen cheeks
My memorable mammaries like Alpine Peaks
High above a wine-dark sea
We've necks like swans, and oh, such sexly legs
We're so light-footed we could dance on eggs
(They do)
A pair of nymphs from fairyland
And every day in every way our charms expand!
You may add, if you wish, to that growing list
A mouth so fair, it must be kissed
And parts we cannot mention but we know exist
In a rich abundancy
Not a man ever born ever could resist
A pretty little thing like me
Not a man ever born ever could resist
A well-turned calf, a slender wrist
A silhouette as airy as the morning mist
And a dainty dimpled knee
CUNEGONDE
Every male I may meet must acclaim for weeks
My twinkling thighs, my flaxen cheeks
My memorable mammaries like Alpine Peaks
High above a wine-dark sea