(Yentl's friend and study partner, Avigdor,
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takes her with him to dinner at the home of
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his beautiful bride-to-be, Hadass.)
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No wonder he loves her,
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No wonder at all.
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The moment she sees him,
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Her thought is to please him.
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Before he even knows that he's hunger
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She's already there with his plate.
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Before his glass is even empty
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She's filling it up God forbid he should wait!
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Before he has the chance to tell her
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He's chilly, she'll go put a log on the fire
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Fulfilling his every desire-
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No trouble...No bother.
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No wonder she's pretty,
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What else should she be
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She hasn't a worry,
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And why should she worry
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When she gets up her biggest decision
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Is figuring out what to wear.
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To pick a blouse, a skirt,
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And then there's the problem of what
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Should she do with her hair.
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And later as she stands and studies
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A chicken, the question's "to roast
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Or to not roast"
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Or better yet may be a pot roast?
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Tomatoes? No... Potatoes?
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No wonder he likes it-
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It's perfect this way
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Who wouldn't want someone
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Who fusses and flatters?
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Who makes you feel that you're all that matters?
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Whose only aim in life is to serve you
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And make you think she doesn't deserve you?
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No wonder he loves her-
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What else could he do?
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If I were a man, I would too!
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No Wonder
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Barbra Streisand |