Look at me- I must be absolutely crazy! How did I ever let it get this far? Look at me! I´m getting deeper into trouble. Am I a woman or a man?
Am I a devil or a demon?
Papa was right! I ask too amny questions. He said a soul can get perplexed- I can´t believe what happens next! Papa was right!
It seems this little game I play Becomes more risky ev´ry day.
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night. Under the canopy I´ll stand with her Tomorrow night. And place a ring upon Her hand with her All dressed in white
Tomorrow night. I don´t know how this came about But I´ll be wed without a doubt. Oh. my God, I´ve got to get out!
Look at this- The way one lie begets another. Sombody wake me up and say it´s all a dream.
Look how easily I fool them. They may have eyes but they don´t see. They never really look at me. People are blind! How else would ev´ryone believe me? It might be int´resting to know Just how much further I can go.
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night.
I can´t believe What I´ll presume to be Tomorrow night. I´m not the bride but I´m the groom to be Tomorrow night. And that´s a monumental trick, I´d better think of something quick. Oh, my God, I´m feeling sick!
I could run away. I could leave without a trace, Go anywhere or any place Where no one knows my face. As a woman or a man? I don´t know, just so I can Run away- run away! I´d be free- I´d be rid of all of this But there´s someone I would miss
And being near him is what this is all about. So running away is out!
Papa dear- you dreamed of dancing at my wedding. But something tells me that I´m right You wouldn´t want to dance tonight! Isn´t this a strangely logical solution? Things may not be as thy appear But the advantages are clear: He loves her- she loves him He likes me- I like her And I´ve reason to think she likes me. She keeps him- he keeps her I keep things as they were It´s a perfect arrangements for three! Who´d have ever predicted The moment would come When I´d find myself grateful
They´ve kept women dumb! She´s an innocent maiden But then so am I! That´s possible I could get by. Look, I´ve seen the impossible happen before, So maybe, God willing, it´ll happen once more. For I feel like a train on a perilous track, With no way to stop and no way to go back. Like a snowball that´s gathering speed down a hill, Going faster and faster and faster until Tomorrow night, tomorrow night. Even if someone would pray for me Tomorrow night, There´s not a prayer That they could say for me Tomorrow night! Tomorrow night- tomorrow night,