Tekster: The Producers. 'Til Him.

Your honor when I was in Rio
And had everything I'd ever dreamed of
I suddenly realized that this man, this man

No one every made me feel like someone
'Til him
Life was really nothing but a glum one
'Til him
My existence bordered on the tragic
Always timid, never took a chance
Then I felt his magic and my heart began to dance

I was always frightened, fraught with worry
'Til him
I was going nowhere in a hurry
'Til him
He filled up my empty life, filled it to the brim
There could never ever be another one like him

Leo, I, I never realized you're a good singer
Thank you, Max I sang it for you
I sang it because I'm your friend

You are? Gee, I've had a lot of relationships
But you couldn't call any of them friend
But come to think of it

No one ever ever really knew me
'Til him
Everyone was always out to screw me
'Til him
Never met a man I ever trusted
Always dealt with shysters in the past
Now I'm well adjusted 'cause I've got a friend at last

Don't help me

Always playing singles, never doubles
'Til him
Never had a pal to share my troubles
'Til him
He filled up my empty life, filled it to the brim
There could never ever be another one like him

Gentlemen it breaks by heart
To break up such a beautiful friendship, so I won't
Five years in the state penentary at Sin Sink