Shall I Tell You What I Think Of You? Lyrics - Singles - The King And I

Your servant, your servant 

Indeed, I'm not you servant 

Although you give me less than servants pay 

I'm a free and independent 

"Employay", employee 

Because I'm a woman 

You think, like every woman 

I have to be a slave or Concubine 

You conceited, self indulgent 

Libertine, "Liberteen" 

How I wish I called him that 

Right to his face, Libertine 

And while we're on the subject, Sire 

There are certain goings on around this place 

That I wish to tell you I do not admire 

I do not like Polygamy or even moderate Bigamy 

I realize,that in your eyes 

That clearly makes a prig o' me 

But I am from a civilized land called Wales 

Where men like you are kept in County Jails 

In your pursuit of pleasure 

You have mistresses who treasure you 

They have no ken of other men 

Beside whom they can measure you 

A flock of sheep and you're the only Ram 

No wonder you're the wonder of Siam 

I'm rather glad I didn't say that 

Not with the women right there 

And the children 

The children, the children 

I'll not forget the children 

No matter where I go, I'll always see 

Those little faces looking up at me 

At first, when I started to teach 

They were shy and remained out of reach 

But lately I've thought 

One or two have been caught 

By a word I have said or a sentence I've read 

And I've heard an occasional question 

That implied, at least a suggestion 

That the work I was trying to do 

Was beginning to show with a few 

That Prince Chululongkorn 

Is very like his father 

He's stubborn but inquisitive and smart 

I must leave this place before they break my heart 

I must leave this place before they break my heart 

Goodness gracious 

Well I had no idea it was so late 

Shall I tell you what I think of you? 

You're spoiled 

You're a conscientious worker 

But your spoiled 

Giving credit where it's due 

There is much I like in you 

But it's also very true 

That your spoiled 

Everybody's always bowing to the King 

Everybody has to grovel to the King 

By your Buddha you are blessed 

By your ladies you're caressed 

But the one who loves you best is the King 

All that bowing and kow towing 

To remind you of your royalty 

I find a most disgusting exhibition 

I wouldn't ask a Siamese cat 

To demonstrate his loyalty 

By taking this ridiculous position 

How would you like it if you were a man 

Playing the part of a toad 

Crawling around on your elbows and knees 

Eating the dust of the road? 

Toads, Toads, all of your people are toads 

Yes, Your Majesty 

No, Your Majesty 

Tell us how low to go, Your Majesty 

Make some more decrees, Your Majesty 

Don't let us up off out knees, Your Majesty 

Give us a kick, if you please Your Majesty 

Give us a kick, if you would, Your Majesty 

Oh, that was good, Your Majesty