Barbra Streisand - Fifty Percent lyrics
[Barbra Streisand - Fifty Percent lyrics]
Hello?
Hi
Hi you're not gonna have to wait for
Me this time I'm all packed
Honey, I can't go
What, what happened?
I forgot that I promised the
Kids I would take them
To their game they want their mom to go too
Oh, of course, I understand
It's their mother and you
Can't disappoint your kids
We'll go next weekend
Next weekend for sure, I promise you
Next weekend for sure
Do you still love me?
Of course I still love you
Oh I miss you
I miss you too
I'll try and call you
Okay bye honey
Bye
I don't iron his shirts
I don't open his mail
I don't know all the jokes he tells
Or the songs he hums
Though I may hold him all through the night
He may not be here when the morning comes
I don't pick out his ties
I don't butter his toast
But I feel when he's in my arms
He's where he wants to be
We have no memories bittersweet with time
And I doubt if he'll spend
New Year's Eve with me
I don't share his name i don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper
Saying that he's mine
But he says he loves me
And I believe it's true
Doesn't that make someone belong to you
So I don't share his name
So I don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper
Saying that he's mine
But he says he loves me
And I believe it's true
Doesn't that make someone belong to you?
So I don't share his name
So I don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper
Saying that he's mine
But we both have the memories
I have enough memories
I've washed enough mornings
I've dried enough evenings
I've had enough birthdays to know what I want
Like there's anyone's guess
It's a constant surprise
Though you don't plan to fall in love
When you fall you fall
And I'd rather have fifty percent of him
Or any percent of him
Than all of anybody else at all
Hi
Hi you're not gonna have to wait for
Me this time I'm all packed
Honey, I can't go
What, what happened?
I forgot that I promised the
Kids I would take them
To their game they want their mom to go too
Oh, of course, I understand
It's their mother and you
Can't disappoint your kids
We'll go next weekend
Next weekend for sure, I promise you
Next weekend for sure
Do you still love me?
Of course I still love you
Oh I miss you
I miss you too
I'll try and call you
Okay bye honey
Bye
I don't iron his shirts
I don't open his mail
I don't know all the jokes he tells
Or the songs he hums
Though I may hold him all through the night
He may not be here when the morning comes
I don't pick out his ties
I don't butter his toast
But I feel when he's in my arms
He's where he wants to be
We have no memories bittersweet with time
And I doubt if he'll spend
New Year's Eve with me
I don't share his name i don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper
Saying that he's mine
But he says he loves me
And I believe it's true
Doesn't that make someone belong to you
So I don't share his name
So I don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper
Saying that he's mine
But he says he loves me
And I believe it's true
Doesn't that make someone belong to you?
So I don't share his name
So I don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper
Saying that he's mine
But we both have the memories
I have enough memories
I've washed enough mornings
I've dried enough evenings
I've had enough birthdays to know what I want
Like there's anyone's guess
It's a constant surprise
Though you don't plan to fall in love
When you fall you fall
And I'd rather have fifty percent of him
Or any percent of him
Than all of anybody else at all