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Benny Andersson, Tim Rice, and Bjorn Ulvaeus
THE AMERICAN: So you got what you want What a nasty ambition! Set me up, pull me down Then exploit my condition I should have guessed, woman That if pressed, woman You're on nobody's side but your own And you're behaving Like a mere woman It's so clear, woman -- It's your sex! Once they start getting old and getting worried They let fly, take it out On the one who supports them -- That's you I'm talking about THE AMERICAN & FLORENCE: Who'd ever think it? Such a squalid little ending Watching you descending Just as far as you can go I'm learning things I didn't want to know Who'd ever guess it? This would be the situation -- One more observation -- How'd we ever get this far Before you showed me what you really are? FLORENCE: You'll be lost without me To abuse like you're used to THE AMERICAN: Go away! Just get out! Be someone else's parasite! I'm not the kind to be vindictive Holding some childish grudge How could I be? I'm in the spotlight Half of the world my judge All I demand is those I work for Those I give all my skills All my time and pain Those that I entertain Give me the same compassion in return But the fools never learn!
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