Music: Frank Wildhorn
Lyrics: Jack Murphy
It`s just another Saturday night
livin` in the 90`s
with Mr. Almost, not Mr. Right
tell me...
where is the moonlight and
champagne and roses
god knows it`s the way love should be...
livin` in the 90`s
I`ve got you not quite under my skin
sorry, Mr. Porter
and when we dance beguines
don`t begin darling,
you woo me with faxes,
I shelter your taxes but
is this any way to fall in love?
I go to lunch and schmooze with your ex
tense and superficial
two calm and cool emotional
wrecks brother...
significant other, I feel like your mother and
is this anyway to fall in love?
My analyst said
girl you better get smart
chivalry`s dead, so think with your head
and not with your heart
but somewhere deep down inside
there`s a feeling that can`t be denied
when push comes to shove
tell me what about love?
Your lawyer sends me papers to sign
isn`t it romantic?
my lawyer warns me I should decline
tell me...
where is the moonlight and
champagne and roses
is this anyway to fall in love?
My analyst stressed
"lady, this could take years"
he says I`m depressed from having
suppressed
my innermost fears
and so I pay him too much
in an effort at feeling in touch
it`s all so complex
and it`s all about sex?!
When did romance become dГ©classГ©?
livin` in the 90`s
when did we make "I love you" passГ©?
tell me...
where is the moonlight and champagne and
roses, dear,
is this anyway to fall in love?