Barcelona lyrics




Barcelona

ROBERT:
Where you going?

APRIL:
Barcelona.

ROBERT:
Oh.

APRIL:
Don't get up.

ROBERT:
Do you have to?

APRIL:
Yes, I have to.

ROBERT:
Oh.

APRIL:
Don't get up.
Now you're angry.

ROBERT:
No I'm not.

APRIL:
Yes you are.

ROBERT:
No I'm not.
Put your things down.

APRIL:
See, you're angry.

ROBERT:
No I'm not.

APRIL:
Yes you are.

ROBERT:
No I'm not.
Put your wings down
And stay.

APRIL:
I'm leaving.

ROBERT:
Why?

APRIL:
To go to--

ROBERT:
Stay.

APRIL:
I have to--

APRIL & ROBERT:
Fly--

ROBERT:
I know--

APRIL & ROBERT:
To
Barcelona.

ROBERT:
Look, you're a very special girl,
Not just overnight.
[Yawns]
No, you're a very special girl,
Not because you're bright--
Not *just* because you're bright--
You're just a very special girl,
June!

APRIL:
April.

ROBERT:
April.

APRIL:
Thank you.

ROBERT:
Whatcha thinking?

APRIL:
Barcelona.

ROBERT:
Oh.

APRIL:
Flight eighteen.

ROBERT:
Stay a minute.

APRIL:
I would like to.

ROBERT:
So?

APRIL:
Don't be mean.

ROBERT:
Stay a minute.

APRIL:
No, I can't.

ROBERT:
Yes, you can.

APRIL:
No, I can't.

ROBERT:
Where you going?

APRIL:
Barcelona.

ROBERT:
So you said.

APRIL:
And Madrid.

ROBERT:
Bon voyage.

APRIL:
On a Boeing.

ROBERT:
Goodnight.

APRIL:
You're angry.

ROBERT:
No.

APRIL:
I've got to--

ROBERT:
Right.

APRIL:
Report to--

ROBERT:
Go.

APRIL:
That's not to
Say
That if I had my way--
Oh well, I guess--okay.

ROBERT:
What?

APRIL:
I'll stay.

ROBERT:
But
Oh, God!








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