The Finer Things - Elizabeth Degrazia

作词：Paul Gordon/John Caird

作曲：Paul Gordon

You have such exquisite taste

Chinese chippendale

Walls swathed in festoons of silk

Such ornate detail

But there's one thing

That is not in this hall

Infact not in you life

Edward this house could use a wife

We're lucky to live

In the great age of elegance

Poetry opera and art

Sparing no expense

Rembrandt and breughel and bosch

In this room

With a rug from chen chou

That spent a thousand days on the loom

These are the finer things

And what is finer than a bride

Pleasure and luxury

That only marriage can provide

The innuendo is implied

Chateau lafitte twenty-eight

Oh the perfect drink

So much more drinkable now

Than last year I think

Make no mistake

Like the taste of the wine

When it comes to a woman

You must scrutinize the vine

These are the finer things

And she must have what is her due

Priceless engagement rings

A family jewel or maybe two

And but of course my darling you

Mozart and schumann and bach

Wrote the finest notes

Every cadenza delights

Every cadence floats

Music is glorious

But I declare

When it comes to a woman

Schumann just cannot compare

These are the finer things

That only beauty can supply

These are the finer things

And what's more beautiful than I

For not a soul could give you more

Arpeggios and trills

Frolics and frills

Soon you will see

Of all your things

The very finest thing

Is me