Текст песни It Couldn't Please Me More - Ron Rifkin feat. Mary Louise Wilson

Herr Schultz, can I believe what I see?
But this is too much to accept
It's so rare, so costly, so luxurious

If you brought me diamonds
If you brought me pearls
If you brought me roses
Like some other gents
Might bring to other girls
It couldn't please me more
Than the gift I see
A pineapple for me

If in your emotion
You begin to sway
Went to get some air
Or grabbed a chair
To keep from fainting dead away
It couldn't please me more
Than to see you cling
To the pineapple I bring

Ah, I can hear Hawaiian breezes blow

Ah, it's from California

Even so
How am I to thank you?

Kindly let it pass

Would you like a slice?

That might be nice
But frankly, it would give me gas

Then we shall leave it here
Not to eat, but see

A pineapple

For me

From me

Ah

But you must not bring me any more pineapples
Do you hear? It is not proper
It is a gift a young man would bring to his lady-love
It makes me blush

But there is no one, no one in all of Berlin who is more deserving
If I could, I would fill your entire room with pineapples

A pineapple
For you

From you

Ah
Ah

I think I will lie down for a few moments
My head is spinning

Fraulein Schneider, good evening

Good evening, Herr Schultz
I am overwhelmed