Viola
Standing on the stage, she looked at me
Or maybe it could never be
She wouldn't look at me unless she knew the way that I need her
I really need her
Viola, Viola, Viola,
oh oh oh
I really need you
Viola, Viola, Viola,
oh oh oh
I really love you
See the way her stockings match her eyes
Hear the way she sings and cries
A lovely ballad or perhaps an upbeat folk tune, or an original
I am so pitiful
Viola, Viola, Viola,
oh oh oh
I really need you
Viola, Viola, Viola,
oh oh oh
I really love you
Do you have a lover?
Do you love him tenderly?
Maybe he's backstage, sipping whiskey patiently
When you are away, do you miss him horribly?
And if not...could it be me?
Viola
Parada en el escenario, ella me miraba
O tal vez nunca podría ser
No me miraría a menos que supiera cómo la necesito
Realmente la necesito
Viola, Viola, Viola,
oh oh oh
Realmente te necesito
Viola, Viola, Viola,
oh oh oh
Realmente te amo
Observa cómo sus medias combinan con sus ojos
Escucha cómo canta y llora
Una hermosa balada o tal vez una alegre canción folclórica, o una original
Soy tan lamentable
Viola, Viola, Viola,
oh oh oh
Realmente te necesito
Viola, Viola, Viola,
oh oh oh
Realmente te amo
¿Tienes un amante?
¿Lo amas tiernamente?
Quizás él está detrás del escenario, bebiendo whisky pacientemente
Cuando estás lejos, ¿lo extrañas horriblemente?
Y si no... ¿podría ser yo?