Um musical que se aguenta de olhos abertos e ouvidos destapados.

MIKE:
Who has an itch
To be filthy rich?

LIZ:
Who gives a hoot
For a lot of loot?

MIKE:
who longs to live
A life of perfect ease?

LIZ:
And be swamped by necessary luxuries?

MIKE:
Who wants to be a millionaire?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Have flashy flunkeys ev'rywhere?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants the bother of a country estate?

LIZ:
A country estate is something I'd hate!

MIKE:
Who wants to wallow in champagne?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants a supersonic plane?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants a marble swimming pool too?

LIZ:
I don't.

BOTH:
And I don't
'Cause all I want is you.

MIKE:
Who wants to be a millionaire?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
And have uranium to spare?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants to journey on a gigantic yacht?

LIZ:
Do I want a yacht?
Oh, how I do not!
Who wants a fancy foreign car?

MIKE:
I don't.

LIZ:
Who wants to tire of caviar?

MIKE:
I don't.

LIZ:
Who wants a private landing field too?

MIKE:
I don't.

BOTH:
And I don't.
'Cause all I want is you.

MIKE:
Who wants to be a millionaire?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
And go to every swell affair?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants to ride behind a liv'ried chauffeur?

LIZ:
A liv'ried chauffeur
Do I want? No sir!

MIKE:
Who wants an opera box, I'll bet?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
And sleep through Wagner at the Met?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants to corner Cartier's too?

LIZ:
I don't.

BOTH:
And I don't,
'Cause all I want is you.

High Society
Charles WALTERS [1956]
c/ Bing Crosby, Grace Kelly, Frank Sinatra, Celeste Holm, Louis 'Satchmo' Armstrong