George:
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When you realize your worst fears have been realized
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And certainties now seem a bit less sure
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Ideals that at one time one idealized
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Now don't seem so ideal any more.
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Where once there was order
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Chaos has been loosed
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And home truths like chickens
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Are coming home to roost.
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Illusions may shatter but memories stay
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The things that really matter I lost on the way
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The sovereign, the master
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And long may he reign
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The famous good-for-nothing
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Of cherry tree lane.
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Winifred:
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George, dear
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I know it hurts your pride dear
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But you can't just run and hide dear
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Why can't you see that I'm here and I am on your side.
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Whenever you spoke of Miss Andrew
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You showered the woman with praise
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But now that I've met dear Miss Andrew
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There are one or two things I'd rephrase
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To think you were raised by that monster
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And carried that burden through life
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If only you had seen that you could share it with your wife.
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Being Mrs. Banks
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It's easy to forget
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The way I felt that summers' day
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The day that we first met
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Being Mrs. Banks
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Being kissed by you
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A man of dreams
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Who made me feel
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That wishes could come true.
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And now although you're lost
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It's time that we closed ranks
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I'll fight for the man who needs freeing
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The 'real you' who no-one is seeing
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And you'll find a way of just being
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Being Mister Banks.
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Good For Nothing / Being Mrs Banks (reprise)
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Mary Poppins - The Musical |