What Is This Feeling? lyrics
What Is This Feeling? lyrics
Dearest darlingest Momsie and Popsicle...
My dear Father...
There's been some confusion
Over rooming here at Shiz...
But of course, I'll care for Nessa...
But of course, I'll rise above it...
For I know that's how you'd want me to respond
Yes.
There's been some confusion
For you see, my room-mate is...
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar
And altogether quite impossible to describe...
Blonde.
What is this feeling
So sudden and new?
I felt the moment
I laid eyes on you...
My pulse is rushing...
My head is reeling...
My face is flushing...
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame
Does it have a name?
Yes!
Loathing
Unadulterated loathing...
For your face...
Your voice...
Your clothing...
Let's just say -- I loathe it all!
Ev'ry little trait, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure! So strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
Loathing you my whole life long!
Dear Galinda, you are just too good!
How do you stand it? I don't think I could!
She's a terror! She's a Tartar!
We don't mean to show a bias
But Galinda you're a martyr!
Well ... these things are sent to try us!
Poor Galinda, forced to reside
With someone so disgusticified.
We just want to tell you:
We're all on your side!
We share your...
What is this feeling
(loathing)
So sudden and new?
(unadultereated loathing)
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
(for her face, her voice, her clothing)
My pulse is rushing
My head is reeling
(let's just say we loathe it all)
Oh, what is this feeling?
(ev'ry little trait however small)
Does it have a name?
(makes our very flesh begin to crawl)
Yes...
Ahhh...
Loathing!
(loathing)
There's a strange exhilaration
(loathing)
In such total detestation
(loathing)
It's so pure, so strong!
(so strong!)
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
(loathing)
For forever loathing
(loathing)
Truly, deeply loathing you
(loathing you)
My whole life long!
(loathing, unadulterated loathing)
- Artist:Wicked (Musical)
- Album:Wicked: Original Broadway Cast Recording