[DUKE]
Dear young woman, when I'm gazing
Fondly at you, it's amazing
How much love I'd love to vow
But though I've had a lot of practice
At this sort of thing, the fact is
I am not myself just now
[ANGELA]
Dear, my lord, I fear you're scoffing
[DUKE]
With Cellini in the offing
I'm as nervous as can be
[ANGELA]
Your highness—
[DUKE]
Call me Bumpy
[ANGELA]
You do seem rather jumpy
[DUKE]
I beg you bear with me
I know where there's a nosy cook
[ANGELA]
My lord, you mean a cozy nook
[DUKE]
Yes, yes, of course! A cozy nook for two
And there we two can kill and boo
[ANGELA]
My lord, you mean we'll bill and coo
[CELLINI]
It seems to me that killing and booing should do
[DUKE]
I cannot promise you bedding wells
[ANGELA]
My thoughts, they weren't on wedding bеlls
[DUKE]
Whatever you do is for the fathеrland
I love you for your sturgeon vile
[ANGELA]
My lord, you mean my virgin style?
[DUKE]
It's wonderful how love can understand!
[ANGELA, DUKE & CELLINI]
It's wonderful how love can understand!
[DUKE]
Listen, loveliest of your gender
Somehow phrases soft and tender
Do not sound their best tonight
[ANGELA]
It seems you get the words all twisted
[DUKE]
But the way that you assisted
Thrills me through with sheer delight
[ANGELA]
When the ducal throat is vocal
Women from afar, and local
Always know what's on his mind
[CELLINI]
The situation vexes
I'm finding out that sex is
The curse of humankind
[DUKE]
I know where there's a booden wench
[ANGELA]
My lord, you mean a wooden bench
[DUKE]
Yes, yes, of course! A wooden bench for two
And there we two can biss a kit
[ANGELA]
My lord, you mean we'll kiss a bit
[CELLINI]
He may be biting more biss-a-kit than he can chew!
[ANGELA]
I like the way that you stress you're cute
I mean, the way that you press your suit
I sense it from the way you press my hand
[DUKE]
And so I offer wedless bliss
[ANGELA]
I'd rather it were bedless wiss!
[DUKE]
It's wonderful how love can understand!
[ANGELA, DUKE & CELLINI]
It's wonderful how love can understand!
[NARRATOR, spoken]
Things suddenly get out of hand
As Cellini, Florence's firebrand
Leaps at the Duke, mid-embrace
Removing him from Angela's face