Текст песни Much More (Live at the Bon Soir, Greenwich Village, NYC - Nov. 5, 1962) - Barbra Streisand

I like to swim
In a clear blue stream
Where the water
Is icy cold
Then go to town
In a golden gown
And have my fortune told
Just once
Just once
Just once
Before I'm old
Id like to be not evil
But a little worldly wise
To be the kind of girl designed
To be kissed
Upon the eyes
Id like to dance till 2 alcock
Or maybe dance till dawn
Or if the band could stand it
Just go on and on and on
Just once
Just once
Before the chance is gone
Id like to waste a week or two
And another do a chore
To where my hair unfastened
So it billows
To the floor
To
Do the thing's I've dreamed about
But never done before
Perhaps I'm bad
Or wild or mad
With lots of grievance store
But I weren't to much more than keeping house
Much more
Much more
Much more