作曲:Frederick Loewe
she almost makes the day begin
i've grown accustomed to the tune
she whistles night and noon
her smiles her frowns her ups her downs
are second nature to me now
like breathing out and breathing in
i was serenely independent
and content before we met
surely i could always be that way again
and yet i've grown accustomed to her looks
accustomed to her voice
accustomed to her face
i can see him now missus freddy
breakfast in bed
in a year or so when she's prematurely grey
and the blossom in her cheek is turned to chalk
she'll come home
i i'm simply fright
appointment would be on an inevitable
fools give a
i'm a most forgiving
sort who never could ever would
take a position and staunchly never budge
just a most forgiving man
please
but i'm so used to hear her say
good morning every day
her joys her woes her highs her lows
a second nature to me now
like breathing out and breathing in
i'm very grateful she's a woman
and so easy to forget
rather like a habit one can always break
and yet i've grown accustomed to the trace
of something in the air
accustomed to